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Chapter 62: The Curse of Truth

ผู้เขียน: Bella Grace
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“Hahahahaha!”

Lauren’s laughter echoed across the dimly lit room, loud and sharp, the kind of laughter that made the men standing around shift uneasily where they stood.

It wasn’t the laughter of someone who had lost her mind completely, but something far worse — the laughter of someone who had nothing left to fear.

Her head tilted slightly as she stared at Henry, her eyes glimmering with a strange, unsettling calm despite the red mark blooming across her cheek.

“I’m cruel?” she asked between
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