Chapter 40

Lirael POV

 

The nouveau riche who had been arrogantly bidding just now were all trembling like sieves, cold sweat quickly soaking the backs of their shirts.

 

“Mr. Luthor, spare me! I didn’t know she was your Luna… I wouldn’t dare, I really wouldn’t dare…”

 

Finnick knelt on the ground and ko...

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