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Chapter 21: The Missed Slap

作者: Lady-Noir
last update publish date: 2026-06-17 11:39:21

Ravelle's hand was already raised high in the air, gripping the handle of the cold black leather whip tightly. In the corner beside the marble pillar, Calysta grew more hysterical, curling her small body into herself as she continued crying with her eyes tightly shut. The braided strands at the end of the whip were ready to be swung down, slicing through the tense silence of the hall.

Bang!

The mansion's double doors were slammed open violently from the outside, creating a thunderous sound that
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