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THE GRAND ENTRANCE

Author: JOSSY
last update Last Updated: 2025-02-04 17:09:36

“She did talk to me, Julie, but it is not because of any of the things you mentioned. I am leaving, because this is what is best for everyone.” I state, and her shoulders hang loose.

“What? She…Ray…the baby? What happens to the baby? It deserves a father, Irma, and that is Ray. You are carrying the next heir of the Mazur. That baby is so much needed, so what’s this? The madam couldn’t have asked you to leave.” She battles to come to terms with the situation.

The irony of her sentiments about the real situation, huh! If only she knew what this so-called madam did. If only she knew the animosity Ray has portrayed to me and his child...

“Listen, Julie. The Mazurs do not need this baby. Not even Ray. I have no place here anymore. I am leaving.” I explain as plainly as possible, but the mental rejection is slapping her really badly. She can’t believe what I am saying.

“But that is not what the madam said to me. She said…”

“She lied to you, Julie. I am sorry that you did not see through her
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