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Chapter 142 - Quota

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"Oh, for God's sake," Mia groans, though he can hear the suppressed amusement in her voice. "A jilted partner? You?"

"It's a tragedy," Elias teases, his voice low and suggestive. "I'm practically heartbroken."

Mia pauses, her tone shifting to something a little more playful. "You aren't jealous, are you?"

"I'm a seasoned expert in the field of jealousy, sweetheart," Elias retorts.

Mia's lips curl into a knowing smirk. "Fine. You've piqued my interest. I have to see for myself exactly how they'r
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