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His own plan

Author: Belle
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-24 22:34:07

THIRD POV

Ella felt all hope slip through her fingers. She didn't know how to get out of the situation now that Blaire was involved, plus, she already did something that would make Blaire hate her more.

Damian didn't seem as concerned as she was. He spoke calmly. "It's settled then, we will go over to Blaire's house and beg her to forgive you. Actually not we, you. I have no business in this and Blaire and I no longer get in touch as you already know. She will definitely hate you more if she knows that you and I are in touch."

"What did you ever do to her?" Ella asked him. "Why does she hate you so much?"

Damian let out a soft sigh. "I honestly don't know but I plan to find out. I think someone told her something about me, maybe your husband. But in the mean time, it would be best to keep a safe distance from her."

Ella remembered when she blurted out the fact that Damian was deceiving Blaire. She had told her everything that day but she dared not mention it that the reason Blaire
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