DEAR EX-ALPHA, GET ON YOUR KNEES!
he said and then walked toward the door.
I didn't even get to breathe or take in what he had just said when another figure, or rather two other figures, walked in.
“I'm glad you're awake; oh my god, you can't be having fries for breakfast.” It was Cora; she quickly took the plate away, including the glass of juice. “Come on, get her milk,” she said to the second person who was the doctor, the one who was here for my fertility.
I didn't respond or react, as I was still in shock. A tutor, then an heir, Nicholazz, how was I going to do all this in one day?
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