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CHAPTER 115:The Mask Fell Off!! Identity Revealed.
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2025-10-12 23:28:14
Vee OkonWell, well, well... we've finally arrived. Chapter 115. THE moment we've all been waiting for or dreading. I know some of you saw this coming, and others are probably screaming at your screens right now. Either way, Sabrina's secret is OUT, and there's no taking it back. That mask didn't just fall off; it shattered everything she's been carefully building. I won't lie, writing this chapter had my heart racing. The way Jace's drink hit the floor, the silence, that look of recognition... chef's kiss. But here's the thing: this isn't the end. It's just the beginning of the real chaos. Buckle up, because the fallout from this reveal? It's going to be MESSY. Jace knows. Everyone knows now. And the school authorities? When they find out that their scholarship student is the famous masked stripper? Disaster!! What happens next will change everything. Stay with me. 💋
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