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CHAPTER 138.2

Maleficent the Glutton was standing behind the tent that was set up for the Glutton Territory when her bored emerald eyes caught someone's silhouette which made her freeze for a good moment.

"Steffan?" Maleficent the Glutton asked herself as she stared at the person before her.

Flashback..

MALEFICENT! Maleficent!” Only one person called her that, it was Steffan, the young volunteer who visited her foster home the other week. He took a liking to her ‘quirks’. He meant her eyes that had always dark circled like she spent weeks without sleep or the way how pale her skin was even if she played under the sun or how her eyes were so dark like they were some kind of bottomless pit. Steffan liked it.

Cent spun her feet away from the running sunshine. She was afraid that she would get burned with his sunny attitude, no matter how crazy that may sound for her. “Hey.” He was still able to catch up to her.

“What do you want? Don’t you have school or something?” She clutched her sketchpad to her
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