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Chapter 44 Belinda

Author: bluemorose
last update publish date: 2023-04-05 01:43:19

Once the party was dismissed, Belinda stole away into her room. She needed to dress and make herself ready. For what, though, was the cause of her frustrations.

“Julia!” Belinda screeched. The old woman appeared without a flinch. Instead, she seemed to expect the abuse.

“Inform the servants to set up tables in the dance hall- but clean it first! I mean, sweep the floors, polish the statues, clean the mirrors-.”

“Oh god.” Belinda groaned while thinking. There was just so much to do. And she fe
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