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The Devil Doesn't Bargain.

The Devil Doesn't Bargain.

Marcello's POV.

**************One week later….

"Marcello is seen in his study room, looking all cold and quiet, but yet lost in his thoughts and buried in fury…"

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"She isn't Crippled" (clicks..).

Relaxing on my executive couch and sipping my wine from my transparent but yet portable wine cup, I thought about what would become of me now that I knew the truth about Karissa.

"I shouldn't have stopped investigating back then!" I heaved a heavy sigh as I stared endlessly at the table that was placed before me.

Still trying to fix or place the right pegs into the right holes and know what to do, Vincent walked into the sitting room with a bold but yet unhappy aura all over him.

"...." I refused to utter a word to him as I drummed the edge of my couch with my fingers.

"She has been in the hospital for over three days now, don't you think it is time for you to go see her, Sir Marcello?" He asked, making me wonder what I was to him.

He had spoken up to me
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