Amelie's POV. Hearing my name called, I looked back. I saw a woman who looked familiar to my eyes. There like I saw in the bar or in the castle, she was wearing sexy clothes. Maybe she is what she likes and what makes her unique. The cut of the dress she wore was a very low V-neck. The magenta dress she wore perfectly suited her exotic skin color. "De--Delvia." I said softly when I first saw her. The employee who had been talking to me turned to the other side. "Delvia, you--" "What are you doing here, Amelie?" Delvia asked, interrupting my sentence. "It's true that you were looking for me earlier, right?" I nodded my head. "You--you are the--owner of this boutique?" "Yes." Delvia nodded her head, she smiled broadly. "Didn't I tell you that I have a boutique here? Um ... wait, you or Matilda, huh? I don't really remember." Delvia seemed to think for a moment. "Ah, forget it, besides it's not important and you already know that I am the owner of this pile. By the way, what are
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