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“Then she already knows what you're doing.” Damien frowned. “What are you talking about?” Vince finished his drink. “You’re testing her. Trying to see if she’s greedy enough to steal from you or loyal enough not to.” Damien didn't respond. Vince smirked. “She figured it out.” Damien turned back to the screen. “You’re giving her too much credit.” “No,” Vince said calmly. “I think you’re the one doing that.” Somewhere in the city, Rafe McCracken walked into Blackridge Gym like he owned the place.

“Yes, thank you, A. I don’t see this as normal either. With the celebrations, this could mean they’re waiting for a vulnerable moment for a rogue attack. I’m glad that we came to spend the holidays here since this could mean trouble.” “Yes, I agree, but what did you call me again?” V chuckled, raised a thick blond eyebrow, and displayed his most sarcastic smirk, “Oh, you know, just the cute nickname that your mate called you a couple of times during the bonfire last night. You don’t like me using it?” “I just find it weird, feeling like I’m a pirated copy of you. And people already say that we look so much alike.” Vince laughed at his right hand’s comment. “I don’t think you can copy me, bro

Gabriel asked. Vince removed his sunglasses before he answered, “Last night. It was too sudden. Even I was surprised that I have to come here earlier than expected” Sabrina blinked her eyes as she could see the similarities of the two. They didn't just have almost the same facial feathers but they were both tall and masculine as well. Gabriel was more lean and his cousin was buffed. If she didn't know Vince was Gabriel's cousin, she would have mistaken him as his twin brother. “Nice to finally meet you in person, Sabrina,” Vince suddenly said then extended his hand towards her.

“YOU HAVE TO LET ME GO, YOU TRUNK OF A MAN!” A low, sinister chuckle leaves his lips at my lame insult, his wide shoulders shaking slowly at the motion. “My name is Santino Ricca.”

Vincent repeated, still not wanting to introduce his friend. Anderson felt that Vincent was denying it, so he took his steps instead. "What's your name? Let me introduce myself. My name is Anderson Silva, and I am the CEO of Horus Tech Corporation and the boss of your friend, David Clyde." Anderson stretched his hand to Grace. It made Vincent gasp in surprise at his recklessness. Meanwhile, Grace was confused, frowned, and turned to Vincent.

I moved closer to her and she moved back. "No I'm not. Even Vince could see that you are leaning away," she pouted. " Yes, it's glaring," Vince agreed. Now that I looked at Vijce, he had a similar smile as Violet. The way they talk and frown was the same. That was a little shocking. I wonder if Vince was imitating her. "You must be hungry." Violet voice interrupted my train of thoughts and I shook the thought out of my head. I was just being a little paranoid, probably hunger and a few things were clouding my judgment.

Beside him stood Standfast, a bit shorter but no less imposing, with a sneer playing on his lips. Standfast, around nineteen, had a more rugged demeanor compared to Phillip. His face, while not conventionally handsome, bore the marks of someone who had seen their fair share of trouble. He had a solid build, indicating a readiness for action rather than words. His eyes held a steely intensity, hinting at a volatile temperament kept in check only by Phillip's presence.

"I am Veronica Vane. I am your one and only true Queen and Herald. No impostor can bring me down to the ground." I flew in front of Elspeth and whispered to her ear, "Even you, Elspeth… don’t have the capability to overpower me."

Flora bowed to him, and she looked at Andrea who was now confused. "Are you kicking me out now?" Andrea asked. "Yes," Vince said. Andrea frowned. She can't believe that a child like him had her kicked out in just one order. "By the way, be careful of my twin sister's math teacher. She is creepy," Vince said.

and they had their own empire. But he had not always been Flynn Ascott. He had been born Tyson Vincent and if what that woman on the phone had said was true, he had a twin brother. Bah, how ridiculous. Flynn did not want to believe it to be true, he loved being his own authentic self, yet a picture speaks a thousand words, and that woman had presented more than one picture which showed a guy who looked just like him wearing clothes that he would never wear. He truly had a twin brother — a living being who looked exactly like him, and to be frank, he found it quite uncanny.