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Chapter Sixty-Six: Something Fishy

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last update 게시일: 2025-11-26 02:52:42

They all looked towards the direction of the voice. Bianca was pouring herself a drink. She looked up seemingly noticing the silence in the area. She froze for a second taking in all the stares.

Then she shrugged and took a sip of her drink.

“You were saying?” The reporter who had spoken prompted after realizing that she had no intention of taking again.

“What?” Bianca said throwing her a dirty look. The reporter didn’t lose her calm.

“You said she’s not overbearing and underhanded. Care to e
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