Blanche's leg was getting tired, she sat on her left leg for a comfortable sitting, and it's just perfect because of her black maxi dress, it seemed like her foot was nowhere in sight under her skirt. "Wait, are you telling me that you're planning to infiltrate your organization?" Slidell said as if her explanation wasn't clear to him. "Your organization?" he repeated, with a mocking tone. Blanche gave a nod. "Why? Are you belittling me? Don't you think I can't do that?" Blanche couldn't say it to Misha, because they're not on speaking terms, Astolfo died, Penelope slapped her, Ainé's a bad girl, Farah's mad, Ace hasn't shown up to her, she could only come to Slidell. "Wait, don't you think this is too much for me? You're talking about an agent right? You're a spy." Blanche gave him a look. "Yes." Slidell exhaled an exasperated sigh. "See? I'm just a normal city boy
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