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Chapter 124 Do Something Different

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last update Last Updated: 2025-02-04 03:26:20

Aiden’s Pov

“You nearly put me in shit, man,” I pushed Rusev’s chest and pinned him to the wall with my left hand. On a good day, I’ll punch shit off his face, but he’s a longtime no see friend, so, I didn’t dare.

“Come on,” he gently shrugged off my hand. He probably knew what I meant, “I didn’t know it was not Hera—”

He paused suddenly and watched me spare him a breathing space and free my face a little to catch up with the morning’s warmth.

He exhaled and adjusted his shirt. “I thought she was Hera because she looked like Hera, and—maybe I just didn’t understand you when you said you don’t have no more shit with Hera.”

“You saw her in the field with us and walked to the chamber with us, only to call her Hera—” I clenched my fists to punch his lying mouth, but I still held back.

He raised his hands like he knew I could throw a punch at his face if he kept on tossing his lies to my face. I freed my clenched fist and gestured to the big balcony next door.

He nodded and followed me in
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