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The Mother Of The Year

"What the fuck is the meaning of this?" A shout rang out before my eyes fell on the knocked-down Mayor candidate half of the town could bet their ass would be elected this year. Shit.

I felt aggravated peering at the middle-aged tubby man trying to stand up. His secretary who regained her senses back hurried to his side to help him on his feet. My eyes went to my glaring mother when the blunder I had committed dawned on me.

The man stood up, huffing and puffing, and reluctantly I knew I had to salvage the situation.

With a sigh to muster enough shrewdness, I leaped toward the man who flinched. Poor Panda. He looked traumatized.

"Mr. Salvatore! I'm so sorry! Are you hurt?" The man looked taken aback by my enthusiasm. Ha! So he couldn't digest the irony. Welcome to the club.

With everything I have got, I managed to look remorseful when I rather wish I had hit my target, who at the moment was drilling holes in me with her glare. "I rushed here instantly when I heard you were here. I'm a
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