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Chapter 19
I could see her eyes bulge for a moment. She opened her mouth and immediately began to protest. “You don’t know our history—” “And I don’t need to. I only need to know his present and plan for the future. But his past is simply that, his past. The same goes for my past. As long as he doesn’t visit your bed from this point forward, THAT is the only thing I care about.” “Mic drop.” Rodney made a loud sound with his mouth and I could see the laughter in his eyes. “If you’re here to rattle the future queen, you failed, Cleo. That might have worked with the other Waiting Ladies, but I think you just found out you are out of your league. Take a good look at the shirt she’s wearing. You know how much Darren loves that shirt. Would he ever let you touch it, let alone wear it? You act like you w
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