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Chapter 383

Penulis: Lightmoon
Marisol was so hungry that her head was spinning. She watched as he tapped her silk gloves with the silver-engraved head of his cane, the same gloves she had just taken off and left on the table.

She couldn't help but take a deep breath, thinking, "Give me a break!"

What kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder was this? She almost laughed from sheer exasperation, but obediently put her gloves back on. Sure enough, the plate of pastries was offered to her again.

Taking a bite of the sickeningly sweet treat, Marisol nearly broke down in tears. Finally, she was getting something to eat. Everything tasted amazing to her now.

While she managed to keep her movements polite, she didn't slow down her pace. In no time, she finished all the pastries on the plate. Later, a small cup of coffee was handed to her. She drank it all in one gulp. The bitterness made her frown.

Honestly, Marisol was still hungry. One small plate of pastries wasn't nearly enough. However, he paid her no more attent
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