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Chapter 38: Selfishness

Author: Tatiana
last update publish date: 2026-11-11 15:09:23

Diana’s POV

“Hmm, good catch. I never knew you were this smart.”

“But why do you need me as a ballet teacher?” I asked, folding my arms.

“Technically, I don't want you to be a ballet teacher. That will only be your cover job.”

“Huh?” I stared at her, confused.

“I want you to be my assistant. An assistant to the Crimson Crawler.”

“Assistant to the head of the mafia?” My eyes widened.

“Yes.”

“But why me? There are many people who are trained and qualified for something like this.”

“Because I hone
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  • The Bride They Tried to Erase    Chapter 38: Selfishness

    Diana’s POV“Hmm, good catch. I never knew you were this smart.”“But why do you need me as a ballet teacher?” I asked, folding my arms.“Technically, I don't want you to be a ballet teacher. That will only be your cover job.”“Huh?” I stared at her, confused.“I want you to be my assistant. An assistant to the Crimson Crawler.”“Assistant to the head of the mafia?” My eyes widened.“Yes.”“But why me? There are many people who are trained and qualified for something like this.”“Because I honestly don't know how else to thank you.” Her expression softened. “You didn't make the same mistake I made years ago. I don't even know how I would have survived if I had lost my daughter, Emily.”“But I just did what anyone would have done. It's normal.”“It's not normal, Diana.” She shook her head. “Many people wouldn't have had the courage to do what you did. You saved my daughter, and I will forever be grateful for that. Besides, if you become my assistant, you'll earn ten thousand dollars ev

  • The Bride They Tried to Erase    Chapter 37: The Crimson Crawler

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  • The Bride They Tried to Erase    Chapter 36: The Little Girl

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  • The Bride They Tried to Erase    Chapter 35: Frenemies

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  • The Bride They Tried to Erase    Chapter 34: The Dish I Couldn't Explain

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  • The Bride They Tried to Erase    Chapter 33: Hopscotch

    Diana's POVI gave up on finding a forger the same afternoon I spotted that guard. Every hour I spent standing on some corner asking strangers about fake papers was another hour I was visible, another hour someone could clock my face and put a call through to the estate. It wasn't worth it. Not with how close that had been. So I scrapped the plan, got in the car and decided flying could wait. Driving didn't need an ID. Driving just needed gas money and somewhere to go.The highway blurred past for hours before I let myself breathe. I watched the city thin out in the rearview mirror — the skyline shrinking, the traffic thinning, the buildings giving way to long stretches of fields I didn't recognize and had no memory of ever seeing — until it finally disappeared altogether. Somewhere around the four-hour mark, my hands finally loosened on the wheel.I need to leave this fucking city, or everyone is going to find me. That thought had been circling since before sunrise, louder than every

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