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Chapter 93- On Monday
Max and Charlene were casually chatting when they entered the well-lighted bar. Soon as they stepped in, their jaw dropped, and their eyes went wide as they saw who was on the bar. It was Mickey, intimately making-out with some unknown lady. “I’m f****d,” “He’s f****d,” Charlene and Max simultaneously muttered as they watched Mickey smooching and ass-grabbing the light blonde sexy lady. Their heads moved together as they looked at each other. Max could see the shock in Charlene eyes while Charlene stared at Max, whose face was full of astonishment. Charlene knew right away that her pretend-relationship with Mickey got insanely busted. Or perhaps not if she quickly thought of something. Looking at Charlene, Max wondered what would be Charlene’s nex
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