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Chapter Twenty Five: New York Cheese Cake
IN the following months, I was gradually getting used to Sir Lucas' oppression on me. Sometimes his weariness and insults are too much for me to handle. Maybe i'm totally numb. But despite the pains that I suffered from his hands, I still do not lose my admiration for him. "Hey, Miss Stanford! I know I'm handsome, but you don't need to stare at me like that. I might melt." He laughed and said. "Oh, I'm sorry sir. I-I was just thinking about something...and I wasn't actually looking at you." I made excuses but it didn't work. "You don't need to lie since I already knew you liked me the moment you first saw me!" he stood up in front of me and said that with a smile on his face. "Hmm, that's why you can't resign because you're afraid that you might never see me again, right?" he added. A
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