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28. Reception
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2024-10-29 19:42:56“Dance with me.” Mike said arrogantly, approaching Jo who was already at the buffet with refreshments happily eating away.
“What is it? An order?” She was appalled at the tone of his voice.
Mike just grabbed her hand and put away her plate, and pulled her out of the crowd to a side.
“I don’t feel like doing that.”
“It’s not a matter of your liking or not!” He announced.
“Should I show you my middle finger? You can ask somebody else.”
“The newly wedded couple just finished dancing. Now, It’s the time for the maid of honour to impress everyone with her two left feet.”
“You can dance by yourself!”
“The second, I mean third, dance belongs to us. Don't you know about it?” He looked at her seriously holding her hands. “Oh… I forgot you don’t attend events like that so I have to inform you that we have to dance together in a moment!”
“Leave me alone! If you don’t want to be knocked out right now, here; I suggest you le
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