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Chapter Fifty-two

(Gwen’s pov)

After what I just heard Tyler say, I didn't hesitate to leave the training ground, telling him I will call on him next time as I had suddenly lost the zeal to train, to be replaced by an urgent need to speak to Ashton, hook, line and sinker.

I stormed into the palace, ignoring the butler’s annoying pleasantries as I spun and made my way towards his study. I know Merit will still be there and Lud help me, I will do something drastic if she dared to stop me.

Without knocking, I grabbed the knob and pushed in, realizing then that the door was locked from the inside. My guts flared. I banged loud on the hard wood. “Open this door this minute, Ashton!” I knocked, pulled, knocked again. “I demand you open this door this mi_”

The door yanked open unexpectedly, resulting in me to stumble in as I lost my balance and hold of the knob. Merit once more barricaded the entrance, her body a wall on front in me. “The King_”

“Get out of my way!” My two hands connected to her midriff, sendi
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When he loses her…he will regret it. I’m waiting for the day.
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