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Chapter 9 - Kidnapped by Spaniards

Author: Lia Roisin
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The moment I left my client’s mansion, I got in my car and drove straight to Clementine. I got inside the club with a frown on my face upon seeing Wendy waving her hand towards me. Wendy was gesturing to me that I must go behind the counter now. Right, I have to work. I looked around the whole club, but there was not a shadow of Zakael Dela Priego. His father told me Zakael might be at Clementine though.

I waited behind the counter as I worked, glancing at the people entering the club from time to time. Where the hell is he?

“One Margarita, please.”

My head shot up as soon as I heard the familiar voice. The frown was then replaced with a wide grin as I glanced at the face of a friend, it was none other than Miguela Rossi.

“Migs.”

“Zally,” Miguela said, a smile playing on her lips.

I couldn’t help but smile at the nickname Miguela created for me. It’s cringey, but I have grown used to it.

“Still alive, huh?” I asked jokingly.

I grabbed a cocktail glass and started making Miguela
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