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Chapter 58: Aftermath

作者: Avvi Keller
last update 最終更新日: 2024-07-04 08:00:39

Anastasia's POV

The towering cityscape of the city finally rose into view bringing a sliver of relief. My eyes felt gritty and raw like sandpaper had been rubbed across them. Every muscle in my body screamed in protest with each movement. Pulling into the familiar driveway of our mansion, I practically tumbled out of the taxi, my legs shaky.

Susan practically ran our household, and rushed out the front door, her face etched with a mixture of surprise and concern. "Miss Anastasia? My goodness, what are you doing here? And why are you taking a taxi?"

Behind her, the other maids peeked out from the doorway, their faces mirroring Susan's astonishment. I plastered a weak smile on my face, but I could feel the exhaustion radiating off me in waves. "Hey, Susan," I mumbled in a hoarse whisper. "Long story,"

"But... but where is Sir Regan..." Susan stammered, confusion clouding her features. She clearly expected me to be with Regan and the family at th
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Juvy Magbanua
what??? she is so pathetic! I am really getting angry with this woman...
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Lilys
So I guess she was asking for it since she already knew what to expect ..
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Lilys
What?! I couldn’t believe she came back to the same house she shared with him? Hopeless
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