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Chapter 67 — Helena's POV
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"They want the deposit in *cash*, Mother. In cash! For a wolf made of ice!"Damon swept into my morning room without knocking, waving a crumpled invoice like a man announcing a declaration of war. I was halfway through my first cup of tea and a very important page of the *Courier's* financial section, and I did not lift my eyes."Then pay them in cash.""It's four thousand dollars.""It's an ice sculpture, Damon. It's mea
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My Alpha Husband Chose His Mistress,I Became His Rival'sLuna Chapter 67 — Helena's POV
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My Alpha Husband Chose His Mistress,I Became His Rival'sLuna Chapter 65 — Ofiura's POV
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My Alpha Husband Chose His Mistress,I Became His Rival'sLuna Chapter 62 — Ofiura's POV
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