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I wanted to know the answer to that question too. Marianne shot up from her seat and pointed at me, yelling, "It's not the first time Isabelle has done this! She copied my paper during the mock exam and even got scolded by our homeroom teacher." Everyone around us started agreeing with her. "That's right! Isabelle cheated off Marianne a few days ago!" "How could she be so shameless? She's even trying to cheat her way through the SAT exam!" "Well, nothing ventured, nothing gained! If she manages to cheat her way to the top of the scoreboard, wouldn't that be a hell of a payoff?"

"One of your relationship advice?" "Oh really?" Joe raised his eyebrow as he sat beside me. "Yes" "What's it?" "Look. Um... I shot Charlie" "Charlie? As in 'The Devil's Son' gang?" "Yes" "Fuck. Did he die?" "I don't know" "So what's the problem?" "She saw me. Catherine" I shifted in my bed as I sat more comfortably. "Now she hates me" "Well..." I looked at him. "Don't tell me you like her?"

when I suddenly heard someone clapping. "ahh, Alex, Alex, Alex, finally we meet again, " Jake said and laughed. "where is she? where is Natalie? what did you do to her?" I asked and moved a little in the chair. "oh, we don't hurt women in the mafia world, " he said and I sighed but he continued and said "but I didn't say anything about pregnant women, the only thing I know is we left her outside your car, is she dead, is she alive, I don't know, "

I smirked, taking a quick spin, punching one of the sentinel straight in the face, which sent him flying across the wall, the other rushed to me, punching me straight into my face. I staggered backwards, using a thumb to wipe the blood from the corner of my lips. The sentinel lunged at me, his claws outstretched. I dodged the claws before finally catching the hand. He turned to me with a glare… No, She…this was a girl. “Who are you?” She growled. “Your worst nightmare,” I smirked, grabbing her throat and slammed her to the ground. Not enough to kill her but enough to make her lose consciousness

she asked, her tone laced with worry. She struggled to speak past the lump in her throat, her words choked with emotion. "Your fucking cheater son," she managed to choke out, her voice trembling with anguish. "He's...he's inside a private investigation agency! And I’m not dumb to not know what he’s doing inside!"

Livia was frightened, she moved on the chair and looked at the sleeping mobster. Livia was still reading when she noticed the sound of the knocks on the door of the clinic. Frightened, she kept her ears open to what was happening outside. She looked at Enrico and saw that the gangster slept soundly. Livia was thinking of waking him up, maybe it was some rival gang member trying to attack him. She stood up, her heart was fluttering in her chest, the sound of the knocks on the door was louder.

I replied to her. "Yeah, it's disgusting how fast you think," she retorted. "Anyway, I'm just tired of living in fear all the time. I want to have a normal life, make friends, date, kiss a guy, and enjoy the simple things. But just because he's a gangster, I can't have a normal life without getting shot at," she revealed. Shocked, I exclaimed, "What?" "What?" "You said 'a gangster,' right?" I asked, still stunned.

If things were different, she might love a man like that. - Alright Sir. I agree with your plan. I don't like easy money, but I guess you are right. - Great, I'll take care of it this weekend, and it will be delivered on Monday. Carson will learn not to mess with me and my PA. He is a disgusting human being, and that PA of his is no better. - Can I see the movie, sir? I need to know how it all happened. I was so attentive. Christopher takes the laptop and puts the movie on. When she sees that the PA made the call to distract her and the CEO spiked her coke, she lets out tears.

" The former was love and the latter was hate. When she saw Connor just abandoned her herself before, Annie was really in despair and from that moment, all her love for Connor had transformed into hatred and resentment. It had been ten years since she started dating Connor since college. But cruel reality just triumphed over ten years of love. She really learned this lesson the hard way. Annie took a deep breath and made an important decision in her mind. She retracted her look from Connor and turned to Rita, "Hey, how should I call you?" "Rita." "Miss Brown, I would be happy to be your witness and expose Connor's crime of purchasing shoddy coloring agent to the public."

The bartender—a tired-looking woman with bleached blonde hair—was pouring shots for a group of construction workers. "Excuse me," I said when she finally looked my way. "I'm looking for someone. A woman, about five-six, reddish-brown hair, purple jacket?" The bartender studied me for a moment. "She your girlfriend?" "Yes." "The one who broke Jake's nose about three hours ago?" My stomach dropped. "She what?" "Guy wouldn't leave her alone. Put his hands on her. She clocked him good." The bartender smiled slightly. "Best thing I've seen all week."