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Chapter 26
Ruby's POV
It's been three days since I came to Russia and it has been almost two days since I last made a deal with her. My plan is ready to set in motion and I have to tell her now. Funny how life works.
So, I decided to go to her office today again. As soon as I entered the building, all the staff were silent and shot me curious glances while some continued their work without a bother. And when I glared at all the people that looked at me, they immediately turned away shuffling on their feet. I let an evil smirk on my face as I slowly walked to her office.
The moment I opened the door with a bang, 'death sentence' shot me a bored look before again going back to her work.
Bitch.
There is a reason why I liked her. I didn't give her any attention either as I made myself sit on the comfortable sofa available on the corner and opened my phone and scrolled for ne
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