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Chapter 17
Ludwig’s face was illuminated by the tangerine light of the fluorescent bulb above his head.
His private chamber was wholly shut that perhaps even the tiny ants will have a hard time entering his hideous lair.
He was growing impatient to the repetitive wailing of this woman.
Ludwig took one taste of his cigarette, making the tendrils of smoke flood the crisp evening air, before he spoke.
“Are you still gonna continue whining here like a child or are you going to do what I told you to do?”
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