Chapter 155 The Pink Pill

“Come here, Amelia.”

Nina beckoned Millie into a small, dimly lit room that resembled an old-fashioned tea parlor. The faint scent of lavender in the air clashed oddly with the faint musk of whiskey. A single ornate lamp bathed the space in a warm, golden glow. It felt cozy yet strangely suffocating...

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