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Nineteen

The people around them let out loud gasps of surprise at the same time Kyra did.

Her hand slowly lifted to touch her burning cheek as she winced in disbelief.

“How dare you suggest that we find a way to clean up my dress? We? Clean? Do you know how much I got this dressed? It was tailored just for me to wear to this party, yet you ruined it by walking around like a blind bat!” The lady yelled, her face creasing with angry lines.

Kyra was still dumbfounded by the slap that she just kept on staring at the lady without a word making its way past her lips.

“What? Cat got your tongue now?” The lady continued to yell as if oblivious to the fact that all attention was on them or that Anton was now walking down to where she and Kyra were standing. “Just a few days ago you were sold off like a slave because you shamelessly went to get yourself pregnant with Tristan’s child, and today you think you are a princess again because Alpha Anton bought you and brought you to this party? Better think
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