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Chapter 11: A dog lived in her former living room

Right here in front of the big metal door, she had ever knelt in front of Brady, grasped his hand and begged bitterly, begging him not to send her to the old man as a gift.

Her humility had been rewarded with some merciless truth from Brady.

Heloise stood there; her eyes cast back across the door to the swinging bench in the courtyard.

Coral had been sitting on it that day in a valuable designer’s dress, gracefully swaying around, surfing on her cell phone in hand.

Tired of hearing her cry, Coral hooked her finger and commanded the bodyguards to drag her nearer, kicking her in the jaw with the sharp tip of her priceless shoe.

"Heloise, I wouldn't have wanted you to take you to defend me from the disaster so early, but you shouldn’t let Darnell fall in love with you and hand you those love letters, confessing his love for you, and pursuing you desperately."

Coral spoke languidly.

"Look at your own face. Is every man infatuated with you because of your excessively seductive face, which
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