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Chapter 49–You have No Idea

Author: RENA
last update publish date: 2026-06-18 20:18:15

Natasha’s POV.

“Victoria.”

“Who would’ve thought I'd bump into Natasha Wh—“ She paused. “Where are my manners? I mean… Mrs. Natasha Castillo. How have you been?”

“I’ve been good, Victoria.”

The smile on her face refused to fade, and it was starting to irritate me.

I was about to turn toward the café when she spoke again, stopping me.

“I heard from a little bird that Lucas is alive.”

“And?”

“And don’t you think it’s quite the coincidence that you’re here at your favorite spot?”

Hold on…

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