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The only thing Beatrice really enjoyed in Sam's room was soaking in the tub. She filled the large bathtub with some water and bubbles. She would immerse herself up to her neck and could spend one to two hours just bathing. After that, she would help Ute or have a casual conversation with Anne in one corner of Sam's room.However, when the owner returned, Beatrice didn't dare to get back in the bathtub. Although she really wanted to soak and get rid of the nervousness she had been feeling. Thinking about what if Sam broke in through this door and... no, no. Beatrice shouldn't think about other bad things. She wanted to bathe without disturbance and without fear.She washed her hands several times, trying to clean the remnants of their activities that still lingered in Beatrice's mind. Even though, if examined closely, her hands were already clean and fragrant. There was no longer Sam's distinctive aroma there. But..."Don't tremble, Beatrice," Sam said with a sly grin. "Only like this,
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All Bella could do now was wander around Sam's room. She was filled with anger and frustration. Her eyes quickly scanned the comfortable room, especially the bed. She couldn't deny that what she saw fueled the fire in her chest even more.She was sure that something had happened while she wasn't at home, especially the activities she used to do with Sam, even if not in this room.For Sam, this room was very private, so why was that bitch given permission to stay here? And why was she being guarded so closely? What was so special about that bitch? She looked stupid and Bella felt a strong urge to destroy her.The face that now appeared in her mind from their previous encounters. Stupid, but with a courage that made Bella hate her.Since Beatrice's arrival, she had made it clear in her heart that she hated that woman."Damn it!" Bella cursed as she threw herself onto the somewhat messy bed. Then, full of emotion, she rummaged through everything on top of the bed. Pillows, cushions, and
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"Ugh, Ute," Beatrice complained upon realizing what she had to do today. Initially, she just wanted to sit in one of the dining chairs, enjoying her late breakfast. Or a glass of milk that she usually prepared herself. Ute had taken over the kitchen and was exceptionally skilled at creating delicious and mouthwatering dishes. "Do I have to do all of this?"Ute laughed. "Instead of listening to you constantly ranting about Bella, it's better to use your energy for work, Lav. It's more productive."Beatrice pouted in displeasure. "But it's not fair. There are so many fish here. Where did they come from? And they're really smelly."The short-haired woman didn't want to stop laughing just yet. "I'll prepare the seasoning, and you wash the fish. That way, we'll finish quickly, Beatrice.""What are we going to cook?"Despite grumbling, Beatrice's hands didn't stop moving as she cleaned the fish in the sink. This fresh and fairly large red snapper would be prepared by Ute today."Fish curry,
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Visiting the main residence of the Twin Dragon Clan's owner was something Ferdi really didn't want to do. He was a neutral party responsible for maintaining security and stability in the two constantly feuding regions, even though they had never declared war. However, the dark history between the Northern and Southern territories had long been known. Ferdi was one of the few who had been involved to some extent in resolving their disputes.However, there was one thing that Ferdi couldn't simply ignore. He couldn't underestimate the assistance of the ruler of the Twin Dragon Clan, as it had saved his younger sister from a kidnapping that had ended quite dramatically five years ago. If it weren't for Sam's subordinates and the intervention of that man, Ferdi didn't know what fate Felly would have faced.Unfortunately, Ferdi couldn't take matters into his own hands because the culprit was skillfully protected by Hasolomone, with Quassano being the main mastermind. Remembering the events
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The beautiful girl with black hair hadn't forgotten about lunch earlier. It was lively, noisy, with many conversations that Beatrice didn't really understand. But she could see that they were all familiar with each other. Their faces also hinted at a close kinship. Just like Sam, who casually enjoyed his portion. Sitting at the end of the table, he ate heartily, not paying much attention to the conversations happening around the large dining table.Perhaps for Sam, as long as it didn't disturb his enjoyment of the meal that Ute served for him, it didn't matter. Sometimes, he would even join in with some remarks made by his subordinates. Beatrice thought that it might create an awkward impression. Unfortunately... that was just her own thoughts. Maybe what Ute said about it being a "home" for most of Sam's subordinates was true. They found their own comfort here.Beatrice pursed her lips slightly. She didn't expect to see such familiarity in this relatively large house, mostly painted
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Eland crossing its legs. Smoke had been billowing from between its fingers since earlier. Its dark eyes refused to release the figure in front of it."You're still not talking?" it asked softly. But, beware, Eland's soft voice was akin to the most terrifying chant ever heard. The hair on one's neck would stand on end and certainly not want to hear Eland's voice in this state again."There's nothing I can say. Nothing," retorted the interlocutor. Although his voice trembled and was filled with fear, there was still a trace of courage in him."Before Sam finds out, An." Eland straightened his back slightly. He extinguished the cigarette that was still burning."But what I did wasn't to trap the Boss. Not at all!" Anne stood up. Her eyes stared unwaveringly at Eland, who remained relaxed in his position. "I just want Tony's shooter to be found! That's all, Eland.""I know," interjected Eland quickly. "But your approach was wrong."Anne turned away. Her lips began to tremble, trying to ho
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"I miss you, Beatrice!" Hera exclaimed as soon as she saw her friend in the cafeteria. She sat down calmly, enjoying her favorite grilled meat. Beatrice almost choked from Hera's tight hug."Same here, I miss you too," Beatrice replied, returning the hug just as tightly. "But let me eat first. I'm hungry. I've missed the food in this restaurant so much."Hera chuckled. "Where have you been, Beatrice? I looked for you at your house, but you weren't there. Your neighbor said you ran away."Beatrice grinned. "Yeah, I ran away," she joked playfully. She took a big spoonful of her portion of noodle soup. However, her words contradicted the reality she was facing. It felt painful, but Beatrice couldn't express it so easily."Why?" Hera still couldn't believe it.Beatrice, whom she knew, rarely avoided problems. She was a girl who dared to speak up. However, Beatrice hadn't been to campus for over a month. Her phone suddenly became inactive too. Beatrice seemed to have disappeared into thin
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The jaw of the sturdy man clenched tightly. It made a rather loud and terrifying sound accompanied by his piercing gaze. His hand tightly gripped a glass filled with thick red liquid.Perhaps due to the pressure he felt, the glass eventually shattered, producing a cracking sound that made everyone in the room flinch.However, no one dared to speak.Only one voice reached the man's ears, the only thing that could save that person was mercy. Unfortunately, the owner of the room was not someone who enjoyed playing with mercy. He was known to be ruthless and brutal towards his enemies or those he deemed incompetent, earning him a reputation similar to the angel of death.The glass shards seemed to have injured his palm, but he didn't care. The drops of blood that started to seep, moistening his work desk, were also disregarded. In his mind, there was only one name he wanted to destroy: Samuel."Damn it!" he exclaimed, slamming the table.The new
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