Chapter 118 Chapter 118

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I folded my arms tightly across my chest, forcing myself to hold his gaze. “Well? Start talking”

The guard didn't answer immediately. Instead, his eyes drifted lazily around the club, scanning the bartender, the day drinkers at the bar, the elderly couple tucked away in the corner, and the...

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