Chapter 78 A Walk Through the City

“Me!” Iolanta barked. “I’d say I’m glad to see you—but I won’t. I don’t know how to lie.”

And right then, it seemed to me that the girl was lying after all, because her cheeks flushed slightly and she carefully avoided looking at the blond man.

As for him—oh, he was looking at her. Frowning, grimaci...

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