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Chapter 63

مؤلف: Amy Robert
last update تاريخ النشر: 2025-12-15 23:33:02
Gabriel's POV

Sitting back regally against my study cushion, I stared into space, swirling the drink in my glass, maintaining a calm composure despite the rage simmering within me.

A feedback from Alessio, whether positive or negative will determine how I would eventually react.

I waited calmly, quietly, suspending all other activities.

The ticking of the golden clock on the wall only intensified my impatience. And just as the clock struck 9 PM, Alessio walked in.

"Did you find her?"
Amy Robert

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