" Where is she? You better tell me the truth, Anastasia. " He was mad. Alexander ferociously bangs on the door, which nearly startled his sister. Anastasia was sitting on the couch with elegance, she comfortably picked up the cup of coffee she drank for the second time. The first one was with Sandy. Speaking of the woman, she was the reason why her brother was getting panicky.
"You wanted the truth? But have you ever told her the truth, Alex? Sometimes, what we planted is what we get. " It made him look even more mad. He breathed heavily like he was going to lose his mind. But Anastasia was more calm and at peace than she had ever been. It gave her the satisfaction how Alexander's expression folded. Not because she hated him, but because he needed the lesson to wake him up.
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