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She has become so weak that she can no longer get out of bed The man urges her to try eating some porridge but she shakes her head and starts to cry. As the man looks at his wife in despair, he lifts his face to the heavens and makes a silent prayer then takes the remote control of the television in the bedroom and switches it on. ***** Only reporters with gold-plated invites with the CEO's seal at the bottom left of the card were allowed in. Those who thought they could forge the invitation card were turned away as the seal was made with special invisible ink that only a few knew about.

"It's alright, honey. I've already punished this bitch. But she still refuses to admit she has an STD, and she even tried to frame me!" Everyone else nodded in agreement. "Exactly! She even pretended to be the wife of Waverly General Hospital's director. She's so shameless!" James' anger boiled over. Ignoring my swollen, battered face, he gripped my chin, forcing me to look him in the eye. He was about to teach me a lesson when he got a clear look at my face. In a heartbeat, the color drained from his face, and his voice trembled. "M-Mrs. Kensington… What are you doing here?"

With that, Evan placed a black, gold-embossed invitation in front of Ivanka and Michael. Ivanka frowned as she looked at the black invitation. Most invitations were traditionally white, but Kingzillion Casino had to be different. They chose black to stand out. “Are you planning to attend?” Ivanka pulled her drafting mind back and looked at Michael, who was in the tub with his eyes closed and drenched in sweat. Although the three medicinal baths had helped flush out most of the toxins from his body, traces still lingered. He still needed medication, not to mention that after pushing himself through all of this, his pulse was dangerously weak.

Quickly, I put back my mask and he nods in appreciation. This leaves me with more questions than answers. Who is this guy and why did he feel at ease when I put on my mask? It feels as if he was scared someone might recognize me. After putting on my mask, I move closer to the ring and sit there. "Now, the next fight is between our Salisbury, champion, never defeated, Theo, alias, Rabid Wolf, and Eastern Plains's champion, Rocky!"

Quentin was speechless. He rubbed his forehead angrily, and it was obvious from the tone of his voice that he did not want to continue arguing with her. Instead, he said directly, “It’s the first global live broadcast of Ninja Survival, which is the variety program that Clara is participating in. You’ll have to participate in the variety program as a guest too! I’ll send the details to your cell phone. You can take a look at it yourself!” So, after all this, the reason why he wanted to meet her was because he wanted to give her an invitation to the program?

The moon shone brightly behind her and a slight breeze blew causing her cape to flow behind her gently. “She is so beautiful” Dracon said softly with a smile as he watched her on the screen. “I have one rule for our little fun…no weapons for you and no powers or shifting for me” She said as she looked at the men. The men looked at each other and nodded with evil smiles. “Ok your highness..” The lead man said. She gave a very mischievous smirk. “Let the fun begin then boys” Her voice came out cold, but soft. She took her phone out and put on a song that she came upon called Invincible by Kelly Clarkson.

she sincerely said. Audella shrugged it off. "You don't need to be sorry. Now, let's go." Eleonna looked outside the door once again. The light was already focused on the stage. She let out a deep sigh as she followed Audella. It's starting. Whatever happens, she'll make sure that it'll be worth it. 🔫 A man in red suit walked confidently towards the stage. He had a shoulder length hair that was bouncing everytime he moves. "Good day, ladies and gentlemen. The Hotel de Devio would like to thank you for sparing your time to witness the 3rd big event of our underground fight." he said as an introduction.

He just stepped to the window and stared out at the lake, his jawline catching the sunlight like he was being lit for a commercial. Sam raised an eyebrow. “Okay, this one’s going to be a bloodbath.” Back in the living room, the host was already waiting with a cheeky grin on the TV screen. “Times up! I hope you’ve all found your dream room. But dreams come at a price… or in our case, a game!” “Up next—Room Rush Relay!" Sky blinked. “Relay?”