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EIGHTY FIVE

I can't believe what I just heard. Drake ... Drake is the father of the baby? It can't be ...

"What the hell are you talking about, Prince?" Drake sounds as shocked as I am. However, I can't differentiate whether it's because he really doesn't know what Prince is talking about or because he doesn't expect to get caught. I don't know what I should believe anymore.

Prince scoffs. "Come on. Don't act like you don't fucking know anything about this," he bites out.

"No, what the fuck -- "

Prince grabs a lamp standing on the cabinet and throws it harshly onto the ground, breaking it, the sound of the bulb shattered on the floor echoing in the room.

And that makes me almost scream. Quickly, I cover my mouth in my hand.

Prince looks murderous. His eyes are bloodshot red. He's shaking with rage, like his blood is boiled. "I didn't want to believe it either, but how dare you deny it. I saw it. I fucking saw it!' he roars.

Drake can only stare at him, openmouthed. He seems to lose the abil
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