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Chapter 18

Author: Oyin_D
last update Last Updated: 2024-02-05 06:40:36

Diego’s POV

Kamara had turned red at the question. I wasn’t expecting it either, but I have no intention to pretend in front of my Nana. I wanted to tell her that there is nothing like a close relationship between us.

But knowing her, she wouldn’t hesitate to express her disappointment in me and make me end the contract. Which would never happen. I have invested too much time and energy.

“W..we….” Kamara stuttered.

I groaned inwardly, interrupting her. “We didn’t exactly date. It was a very short fling.” I said. To my surprise, Kamara burst into a fit of cough.

“Are you okay, darling?” Nana asked looking worried.

Kamara waved her hand. “Y…yes, I am thank you.”

Nana chuckled lightly. “There is no need to feel bad about that, Kamara. I have learned that there is no rule to attraction. As long as it makes you happy.” She said in her usual way of acting cool. My ear would end up being pulled after dinner.

“I hope your parents know about your condition. I wouldn’t want them gettin
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