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Chapter 8 : She is not my wife

Author: Ethan Choi
last update Last Updated: 2025-01-02 17:43:52
Michael trailed closely behind Serena, just a few feet away, while his bodyguards lingered near the exit.

Ahead, Alexander stood near a lounge door, dressed in a sleek black tracksuit. His left hand rested casually in his pocket, his tall frame and poised movements radiating elegance and composure.

As he reached for the doorknob, Serena felt Michael’s leering gaze on her back. He smirked and murmured loud enough for her alone to hear, “He’s here. Aren’t you going to say hello?”

Serena inhaled de
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