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Almyra's POV,

I walked out of the door, a slight chuckle escaped my lips as I walked out of the sitting room and shut the door behind me.

"The atmosphere's a great one also," I whispered to myself, and a sigh escaped my lips as I flushed my hair backward.

I was out of options on which car to pick.

The white Rolls-Royce was staring at me, and, the Black Bugatti was whispering words in my ears; the grey-colored Mercedes Benz was calling out for me.

I placed my hand on my waist as I kept staring at them and walking slowly behind every one of them, and I ran my hands through them.

"White clothes all through," I caught my breath on hearing Malum's voice behind me.

I could swear that he was not in the sitting room when I came out; I did not hear the sound of a door creaking also.

How was this dude always taking me out by surprise?

"Don't you think the white beast would be good?" He placed his hand under his jaw and walked towards the car with his hands in his pockets.

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