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Chapter 12: Astolfo's Words
"You should kill him, Blanche." The words rang in her ear like someone was scraping his fingernails on a chalkboard.
It was something that gave the most frustration for Cleo —when someone called her by her real name.
She heaved a sigh and focused once more on the guy she called an intruder at the amusement park.
"The best thing to do, Astolfo, is to shut your mouth and keep your distance away from my business."
The guy chuckled and Cleo's face clenched. "Feisty. Why don't you show the real you on him then, Huh?"
Astolfo was a guy who can be mistaken as the cool, hunky model in a magazine who has a very sharp and deep jawline. He was recruited by the organization after Cleo, he looked up to her as his senior in their first year, but something happened that made him change his treatment on her.
He suddenly became th
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