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Chapter 8 Viral

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(Camilla’s POV)

“I have to go,” I coldly said, picking up my purse to head towards the exit when I realized something.

I turned my attention back to the smirking man behind me. I rolled my eyes upon realizing that he’s my only way out of this place. “The debt has been paid. I don't owe you anything anymore.”

He playfully wiped his mouth with a napkin.

“Boyfriend’s calling?” he asked.

I raised him an eyebrow. Is this his way of knowing whether I’m single or not?

“That’s none of your business.”

He shrugged his shoulders.

“None of my business means you're on your own, right?” he sneered.

I closed my eyes in frustration.

Just when I thought that he’s some gentleman for helping me out earlier, he’s in fact nothing but an arrogant shithead. As much as I want to ask my butler to just pick me up, I don't want him to think anything once he sees me with this man.

Butler Jin is a family to me now. He gets worried about me all the time. As a matter of fact, he’s not a big fan of my revenge thing.
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