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Sitting next to the deliberately opened window, feeling the chilly night breeze, and enjoying the deepening darkness of the late night. Not caring that her fingertips were starting to go numb from the cold air brushing against them.
"Almost there, Max. Just a little more and Boss's goal will be achieved. You keep watch around the Boss. Alvin's child is dead. It doesn't mean Sebastian is an obstacle. Be patient. After this, we'll get rid of the Boss. I know you've been waiting for too long. Just like how we got rid of Alvin and his wife. Pity... Felice is involved too."
Those words echoed, chipping away at Fathia's sanity. A succession of questions pounded her mind. She couldn't share her thoughts with Jess since her friend chose the safe path. Fathia was reminded of their intense conversation, where tears greeted them first. The first time they met. Jess even pinched her own arm hard to make sure that the person in front of her was truly Fathia.
"Oh my God... I.
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