Stolen by the Mafia King
Oh, that mafia is going to get shit from me for discarding my clothes, my beauty products, my shoes, and, most importantly, my family photo album.
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The tap turned off, and I stepped out of the shower stall, feeling twice as hungry but three times sobered.
What was I doing? I’m in the middle of Ralph Virtus’s lair! I know where his study is now, I can sneak in there and find evidence of that supposed debt Papa owed! That will probably lead me to the truth why that truck rammed into him!
Wait… since I’ve just moved in here, everyone’s eyes would be on me: the gardeners, the cooks, the kitchen assistants, the first floor cleaning staff, the second floor cleaning staff—oh my god. I can’t be
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