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“Daffodil Marby,” Drew slowly whispered the name of the possible last breed of the golden wolves. Her name seemed to linger on his lips, which made a curve of a smile on it.
“Drew, please do not tell Lexus that I was the one who spilled that information to you.” Trixie lowered her head ashamed. She also felt guilty for being a traitor to a good friend like Lexus, but if doing so would mean getting Lexus away from that woman, she will not think about such a kind of guilt.
Drew looked at Trixie with gratefulness shown in his eyes. “Of course Trixie; don’t you worry. I will not even tell Lexus that I knew it. Thank you,” he replied.
A few seconds after, Drew stood up and, after excusing himself from Trixie, left her alone in the dining area. His strides were of hurried acts as he went d
