Chapter 128 The Grand Glow

DESIREE

The seat Director Quillon finds me is in the fifth row, on the aisle, between a column wound with silver blossoms and an old elf in a lavender shawl who smells strongly of peppermint. I tuck my hands under my skirt, where nobody can see them go see-through, and sit as straight as a girl fro...

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