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Chapter Twenty-Five

Penulis: Heppie Leo🦋✨
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-05-16 23:16:33

Chapter Twenty-Five

Mikaela:

I shoved Adeline aside, running backstage.

My feet stumped loudly against the floor as I dashed through the entire crew and headed for the stairs.

“Stay right where you are. I'm coming home immediately!” I shouted, racing down the stairs and out of the building.

My gaze swept across all the cars parked and it was difficult to recognize mine at first glance since it was eight fucking pm, and dark.

I headed to the car but before I could get in, I felt someone grab me.

“Mikaela!”

I turned, only to see Kevin and Ethan standing behind me.

“Whatever happened, just forget it. You can't just leave those people hanging. They deserve to get the full package of what they paid for.” Ethan blurted, running his fingers through his hair as he breathed heavily. He said it as though I was the childish one who didn't know what I was doing. As if I wanted to neglect my own duties for something that's not important.

“The kids have been kidnapped!” I raised my voice.

Their ey
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