CHAPTER SIXTY-FOUR

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Fiona's POV This is the umpteenth time that Alpha Adrian has called my phone, but I have decided not to pick up. How could I? My personal maid was gone. Dorris is dead. It still feels surreal to me. It is unbelievable. How did it even happen? Like how? **Flashback** I had gone for a walk around the city and I came back home and I noticed that she hadn't arranged my bed. It was surprising because Dorris never fails to arrange my bed as soon as I wake up. But that day, two days ago to be precise, it was different. My room was unkempt, my bed was unarranged. I was really confused. I had gone to search for her in her room in case Ajr wasn't feeling well, but she was not there. I had also gone to the kitchen to check on her, but she wasn't there either. Where could she be? I thought as I c

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