Chapter 72

When Matteo caught Lancelot shooting him that frosty glare, he just raised an eyebrow, chuckled, and said, "Mr. Bennett, no need to treat me like a rival. I've got no bad intentions toward Miss Monroe."

Lancelot scoffed coldly, voice chilly, "Let's hope so. Otherwise, you won't like what happens."

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