Chapter 124 Unwanted Callings

BEATRICE

Beatrice settled on the couch with a contented sigh. Claire’s place had begun to feel like home and it felt good to be ‘home’.

“By the way,” the blond began, stopping in front of where Beatrice sat, hands on her hips. “Since when does your mom have my number?”

Beatrice blinked. “Uh. No...

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