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30: You brat
Calvin opened the backdoor of his car for his sister to enter. The driver was already behind the wheel. Camilla flipped her hair proper diva style, letting some strands brush his cheek and slipped into the car. He laughed. Given the valuable information she had brought to him today, he couldn’t bring himself to be bothered by her antics.
Her iPad was still with him, and he had no plans of returning it anytime soon. But as soon as he joined her in the backseat, she stretched her hand to him. “Give it back.”
“Come on. Let me hold onto it for tonight.”
Calvin wanted to read the story. Live in the world his angel created. Maybe she would explain why she left him. Perhaps he could understand how her mind worked. He also had to tell her about Diane. She meant nothing to him. They were just sex buddies.
“Nope,” his sister replied.
“I’ll get you another one.”
Tapping a finger to her pouted lips, Camilla told him, “You’ll retu
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