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Custody

The bathrobe had just been wrapped around her body, but suddenly Moreau had to face the sound of a knock on the door of the room that vaguely seemed to be in a hurry. She raised one high eyebrow wondering who was there and miraculously became suspicious of one person.

Abihirt.

Moreau snorted rudely just imagining what the man wanted. She would strongly object if he asked them to do something here, in this room when Barbara was even home.

With a loud stomp of her foot she had no choice but to step towards the door. The remnants of the knocking sound were still trying to be urgent. It gave Moreau a slight sense of annoyance to simply curse Abihirt in her head. She immediately touched the doorframe, completely forgetting the drops of water in her wet hair that occasionally fell on the floor, and hoping to have a very good talk with the man now.

"If you ask me to serve you tonight, I won't!"

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