Chapter: 48

“Forgive you? No way. You soiled my shoes, so you have to lick them clean now.”

Harvey Deleon, a notorious playboy in Preagend, was the one who spoke.

“What’s happening here?” Millie asked as she ran to Grace, relief evident in her voice. Whatever had happened, she had found the woman, and that was the most important thing.

Grace’s face was swollen, and her hands were ice-cold. Millie grimaced. The man must have hit her.

Grace’s eyes were brimming with tears.

Mr. Deleon’s shoes. Then, the drunk man next to him also threw up on his shoes. Mr. Deleon. keeps insisting that it’s all my fault, and he wants me to… lick his shoes

How…”

so upset that she barely completed her explanation. She might have accidentally spilled a drink on his shoes, but the vomit on them was not hers. She was a human being. How could she lick

her eyes and glanced at the drunk man lying on the sofa. He must be the one who vomited

looked down and saw a

phone. It had been shattered to pieces

Grace’s shoulder, trying to pull her

crap and

yanked Harvey’s hand away

you doing? Let her

hand away

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