The Abandoned True Heiress's Lethal Comeback

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dress. She followed Ivor through the humid ai

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epped into the cleari

her, scanning her up and down

didn't

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a full sixty seconds. Her thigh muscles burne

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her eyes cracked, replaced by profound shock. This gi

ed forward to

different pot, adjusted the water temperature, and poured

the new cup

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and Tinsley uncultured peas

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harp, calculating respect. She pointed a bony finger at the em

scarf, twisting it until

Alondra with

nsley announced loudly, her voice shaking with

forward, her

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against the stone floor. She stormed out of

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