Elizalde's POV
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"Dammit, don't joke like that, Faust."
"Why not? You don't know what will happen in the future, Zalde. Why worry? Enjoy the time with your wife. That's the best you could offer. Forget about your revenge, bro. That will result in nothing. I'm taking care of little things as of the moment and training Don. He's not bad after all."
I tilted my head back and saw Lizzie coming out of our room. I composed myself and cleared my throat.
"I'll catch up with you soon, Faust. My wife is here. I need to go."
"Oh really?" I heard him chuckle in the line. "Okay then. Good luck. There's something I want to discuss, but it's not important. I don't want to spoil your honeymoon. See you around, Zalde. Bye, mate!"
Straight away, I ended the call and smiled at my wife. She looks fresh
