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18. Chipmunk in Trouble

"I know."

"You are staying in my mansion today." He replied coolly without looking at me. My eyes widened at his response.

"But, si…" I tried to protest.

"No more buts, Mr. Sandros." He shut me with his raised palm. What the fuck was going on here?

I was in deep shit. Could this day get any worse?

He looked so relaxed and lay back on his seat while I was full on panicking with this new situation.

Why was my life like this?

We reached his mansion in a flash and before I knew it, I was standing in my allotted room which was next to his bedroom. What was I supposed to do now? The chance of getting exposed was so high when I stay the night here. I could not sleep here.

What about my wig? I didn't even have the glue to stick my wig if it comes undone. Not to mention that I was a messy sleeper. I was doomed and I was exhausted to my bones. The bed looked so soft and inviting, all I wanted to do was get off my clothes and jump

Sharms Riand

Don't you think our FL is a bit clumsy?

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