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"So, you finally woke up from the coma. Is it because of the letter my father sent which hints at the must war?"

Stacey's taunting tone made Dominic smirk.

It's going to be fun…

He stood there while leaning on the door casually. His hands were inside his pocket as he smiled at Stacey with a soft smile. He was looking at her as if he met an old friend after a long time and was going to spend a nice quality time together.

While Stacey sat on the clean ground with a similar look on Dominic's face. She was smirking back at him as if she was waiting for him to come and meet her. Her usual aura was completely gone where she acted to be kind and soft hearted around Dominic. Right now she was looking like a cunning and shrewd woman which she actually was.

The environment was not tense at all like anyone from outside would have imagined; rather it was filled with casualness and 'friendly' vibe.

"Well, hello, Stacey. How are you? Hope you didn't miss me much?" Dominic asked with his casual s