Chapter 137

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He watched her facial expression change the moment he mentioned the witches which made his grin extend even more. "There it is." He said as he looked at her. "George was killed by a witch." He continued as he furrowed his eyebrows. "But then, the question now is, 'who the f**k is the witch behind this?' Or do you know?" He queried her, as he walked up close to her again as he looked right into her eyes again like he could get the answer from her eyes. "Since you're the smart, impulsive, stubborn and most importantly, toughest one, why don't you figure it out yourself?" She sneered as she looked at him. He frowned this time around as he knew she was being adamant here. He furrowed his eyebrows as he looked at her. "Are you trying to get on my nerves?" He asked as he rolled his eyes befo

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