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Feets hurried to do his bidding.
“What is going on here”
Blaire asked, stepping into the messy room, looking at the total disarray, broken bottles,wine spilled everywhere from the wall, furniture, ceiling,no place was spared,it looked like a blood bath.
“Baby”
She called in a loving tone.
“Not now”
He answered,
As an aide hurriedly rushed in with a crate of wine,he picked one throwing it hard against the wall.
Blair stepped in between, holding his hands,
“What is it,Is it your father”
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