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Chapter 46: The Mafia King's Surprise

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[Juliette’s POV]

I spotted Agatha near the closed doors of the main entrance. She had been staring at me until I met her gaze, and then those kind eyes fell into an apologetic look.

Shit. It has happened. That son of a bitch managed to turn the tables around to his favour. But, how did he find out? Only Agatha knew about the invitation cards, and I told no one about my entire move!

Agatha couldn’t have betrayed me.

I moved to a vacant spot to search the entire area for Ralph—he was chatting with a group of giggling middle-aged widows.

Great! The stage! I need to get up there and make the speech now. Fuck the programme! I need to salvage whatever is left of my plan.

Picking up the front of my dress, I hurried over to the front of the massive ocean of crowd.

Ben stopped me at the steps. “Juliette, what are you doing?”

“My speech! It’s seven ten, isn’t it?”

“There’s been a change of programme,” a deep voice sounded above me.

Damn it! I refused to move, my mind working ha
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