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Chapter 16

Author: Joy Eyikimi
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I scoffed in disbelief upon seeing Elizabeth grazing through this whole chaos.

What does she want?

“Why are you here?” I whispered, signaling to Marcus, who quickly stepped in front of me.

“You should leave, Elizabeth. I’m done with you.” I spat.

Whispers went around as the names of Sophia Lancaster and mine lingered on their lips.

“Is it true he’s engaged to Sophia Lancaster? The only daughter of the Lancaster’s companies around the globe?” I could hear a lady whisper amongst the crowds.

Just then, I knew staying here won’t help the situation, especially now that Elizabeth was here.

I don’t know her aim for coming. But one thing is clear: if she makes any drastic moves, I was going to humiliate her; she will wish she hadn’t been born.

“Marcus,” I called, giving Ethan a grave stare. Seems he was out of words since I pronounced Sophia as my fiancée.

“Let’s go,” I commanded.

“Alex–”

“Don’t start, Elizabeth.” My words came as whispers, but they held some threats.

I restricted myself
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