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Chapter 152: You are just my plaything

If this girl reports him, won't he be done for?

Darnell stood not far away, watching with a darkening gaze.

Tricia observed from a distance, realizing that her honeyed water was probably unnecessary.

Heloise looked at the man in front of her with a wry expression, feeling everyone's eyes piercing her like arrows, as if facing a thousand accusing glares.

Reginald glared at her, and each long eyelash gradually tinged with a hint of anger. "Why aren't you coming over?"

The invitation to this dance was a bit too arrogant.

"Mr. Wordsworth, I don't know how to dance." Heloise forced a faint smile, her tone polite yet distant.

It sounded like two strangers conversing.

She hoped he would understand her message, give her some freedom, and not make her a target of public attention.

"As long as you have feet."

Reginald was indifferent, gripping her delicate wrist and pulling her away.

His fingers were slender, warm, t

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