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Checkmate
Farasha’s POV I was tired to even receive any calls from anybody else. I threw my effing phone on my drawer and just let it rang countless times. I plopped myself on the bed the whole day not bothering to eat or drink a water, I wasn’t in the mood of doing it. But don’t get me wrong, these were my ways of thinking things over and my way of letting go. Maybe these explained why I have this petit body. Sven was pressing the doorbell the whole time until he finally gave up and just gone on his apartment, probably. ‘Hmmp! I’m so mad at you, you know!’ my mind shouted in anger. Why wouldn’t I in the first place? Firstly, he arranged the papers for contract signing and witnessed the two presidents from respective family signed the agreement. Then the deal was closed without giving a due re
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