Chapter 12 Painful

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Myron Gray's left arm was in his pocket, and his right arm was tightly gripping the woman. His arrogant eyes were deep and sparkling. His handsome face glowed in the yellow light, and the corners of his thin, healthy lips raised slightly. The strong body fragrance entered Meesha Kyle’s breath, along with a faint odour of alcohol. Meesha Kyle recognised the handsome man and stopped resisting. It was pointless to struggle because she was purchased by this man. “Where were you during the whole day?” He asked in his low, sexy voice. Meesha Kyle swallowed saliva. “I had gone to work.” She replied. Myron Gray looked at her thin, trembling lips before looking into her big, fearful eyes. “Did you get my permission before going to work?” “I… I… No. I am sorry.” She lowered her eyes in the en

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