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Chapter Twenty One: Handkerchief
I'VE been feeling better these past few days. Alfred was always there, who almost served as my human diary. Joaquin doesn't come to my house anymore, so I'm slowly getting complacent. Sir Lucas persisted in torturing me with his derogatory remarks and insults. I mistakenly believed that he had already changed his negative attitude, but instead he had simply taken a few days off. Maybe he had some even harsher, nasty comments in mind for me. Sometimes, it crossed my mind on leaving his company. But, I don't have anyone else to get to. Even though it was absolutely miserable here, I am really happy that Sir Lucas accepted me. I therefore have no choice except to wait and put up with things. It was already noon and Sir Lucas was still not there in the office. He didn't tell me that he wou
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