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Do not play with Archer. _____ She put on her hoody and wiped out the stain of blood on her lips as she took the courage to open the door of their house. She knew she would be doomed the moment her brother found out that she got into trouble again. She got into a fight, as usual. She has her reasons, and she badly wants to turn her life upside down. Selah Damson is so desperate for a change that she wants it to happen right away.

Seeing that, made Hana believe that her brother must have a shameless will. "So, what do you want from this gentle and kind girl of mine? Sorry, if you want to borrow money, I don't have it, bro. My salary is mediocre, yesterday I also just bought the latest PS5, so there's no borrowing!” Christian, who was drinking his iced tea, almost choked on Hana's thoughts. How could his younger brother even think his intention was to borrow money? Very, very unethical, yes. "So what? I told you that there is no money, I don't have money to buy the Butter album, all of Rita's borrowed it sold out, ánjer!”

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