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Chapter 64-The Red Club

Author: NIGHT OWL
last update publish date: 2026-08-25 01:38:34

Massimo's POV

“Don’t tell me you saw her entering that car.”

My voice came out low and dangerous. Raf opened his mouth like he wanted to speak, but no words left him. Something inside me snapped. I punched him hard across the face. His head snapped to the side.

“Are you fucking crazy? Why didn’t you stop her?!”

Raf shoved my hand off his collar, breathing hard. “You think I didn’t try? Isabella is just fucking stubborn. I told her about the information I found and she immediately decided to fol
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