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CHAPTER 51

Rodrigo Pov

I sat there for almost an hour, waiting for Hillary to walk through that door, but she didn't. I got impatient and went out to look for her.

I looked around in the garden and couldn't find her. She wasn't in the kitchen either. Wait, where's Greta?

“Fuck!” I cursed under my breath while sprinting upstairs to wear a shirt. I hurriedly to the garage and got into my car. I searched for the location of Greta's car and skidded off.

My eyes burned with anger as I drove. “Why the fuck is she always disobeying me? Fuck!” I parked my car and started to look for them.

Fuck, how would I find them quickly in this huge fucking building? I hope Greta is with her phone. I called Greta's number and she answered quickly.

“Greta….” “Sir, Hillary is talking to a man here.”

I felt like I was about to lose my mind.

“Where are you?” “We're at a café, opposite the supermarket. I ended the call and stormed to the café. She was sitting there calmly while smiling and giggling. What the fuck
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