Chapter 140 The memory of past.

Angelina Bhardawaj 1.5k words

AMALTHEA'S POV

"Mommy, come play with me," A little girl said in a low voice as she pulled the gem of the lady's dress, the lady, who looked obnoxiously familiar to me.

"Baby, why don't you play by yourself for some time? Mommy has an important deal to make along with daddy,"...

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