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CHAPTER SEVENTY ONE
INARA’s POV. Mr Valezquez yanks me to himself and traps me between him and the wall, his gaze intensifying with each passing moment. I don’t know why he suddenly got angry and pulled me away from the party hall like that. Even if I did something, couldn’t he have controlled himself? I wonder what people would be thinking with the way he pulled me away. “What are you doing?” I ask him, “What's the matter?You look so upset?” “You seem pretty cosy with everyone in there,” he says, “really?” “It’s my party, of course I will be cosy with people. They are our guest, Mr velazquez” “Thereby leaving me to myself?” He sounds so jealous that I don’t know if I should laugh or cry. How can someone of his nature act this way? “Are you being serious right now, Mr valesquez?” I ask him, “you organis
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