Chapter 87 Grades

Salvatore’s POV

Hours earlier

“Why did you do that to Lyra?” I asked, my chest heaving as I spoke.

Becky’s eyes narrowed, her gaze fell on my trembling hands. “Do you like the maid’s daughter?”

My chest froze. “W…what?” I stuttered.

“It’s a simple question,” she stood and walked to me. “Do you like ...

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