Chapter 31
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Updated : Sep 30th, 2020
“What in the actual fuck?” I repeated once more, just so that everything would sink in.
Nope, nothing sank; just a whole bucket of shitload.
I turned to face the nameless dude I have yet to punch. He was standing there, looking amused of the situation.
“Who are you?” I asked him softly but with an edge in my tone.
“Quentin Yelton, head of the gang your brother joined in.”
I didn’t know if he did that on purpose but I’m pretty sure he did. He wanted to rub salt into...
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