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There was this 'She-version' of Him and it wasn't her?!

A little more than five minutes had passed and the two were finally on their way to the laboratory. They left a minute after the woman Paul called arrived. They no longer knew what took place thereafter. But Agatha's face was cold. She was already away from the pest, but her mood did not recover. The girl couldn't forget what that fierce female elitist had said when she turned to Paul and saw her behind him.

'Cradle-snatcher.'

Yes, that was what that whoever beautiful fiancee of Marc Goldwin called Paul. A cradle-snatcher, a person married or in a sexual relationship with someone younger. The woman must be of a great standing if she could speak to him like this. Great for her. But the female immoral host didn't like that this newcomer called him that. While this could be said true due to him being six or seven years older than her, because that woman's tone was clearly full of disdain, Agatha couldn't get it out of her mind and her heart was very

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