The Tycoon's Matchmaker
But just then, her thoughts were cut off as a voice from behind her stated, “Maya, thank God he’s finally down. How are you?”
Maya looked behind her and saw a familiar girl wearing that same outfit that the other flamingo dancers were wearing. Maya smiled, “Yeah, thank you, Sally, for helping me out.”
The girl- Sally sighed out of relief as she removed her wig cap, her luscious chestnut brown hair fell down her face so elegantly, well, after all, she was a princess.
Elegant is her true nature as a princess.
Sally covered up herself with a silk bathrobe and said to Maya, “But I have to say, Maya, I was shocked when you messaged Oli and me on F******k that you were Russia. Speaking of which, w
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