Chapter 212 1780 bottle of scotch

THIRD PERSON’S POV.

“Serena?”

Sarah’s voice came through the phone, slightly muffled.

“I’ve been trying to reach you all day. You had me worried for a second. Where have you been?”

“Good evening, Aunty. I’m sorry I was MIA. Today has been… a very long day for me.”

Sarah carefully slipped out of...

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