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Chapter 211

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last update Last Updated: 2025-04-08 11:46:19

Sarah POV

Later that night, when Gabriel was finally asleep and Alessandro stepped into the kitchen to grab some water, Adrian caught me in the hallway.

“Nice night, huh?” he said casually.

I crossed my arms. “You didn’t have to go through all this.”

He tilted his head, smiling like he didn’t know what I meant. “Go through what?”

I gave him a look. “Bringing her. The whole… show.”" continue the story line over here Sarah controls her emotions and get away from Adrian's manipulation and plan. Later, when Gabriel is asleep she and Alessandro have fun in the night in the pool. They both have an intimate moment, and Adrian watches them from the window and gets jealous

He stepped closer, his voice lowering. “You think it’s a show?”

“Isn’t it?” I asked. “Because if this is you trying to make me jealous, Adrian, it’s not going to work.”

He didn’t blink. “Is it not?”

And there it was again, that same insufferable confidence. That needs to get under my skin. I wanted to walk away, but I couldn
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