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Chapter Thirty

Mister Dawson stare at me for a long seconds before he finally turn his body to my side with a nodding head. “If that is what it requires then why n—“

“Oh my gosh, you are taking the situation for granted—“

He pointed the paper on top of the table before clearing his throat professionally. “Then write down all your conditions, why are you becoming loud?”

My eyes widens and my nostrils flared up even more. “Who would not? I am still wasn’t sure about this decision I made and now you are adding another box to the piles!” I exclaimed, walking to and fro in front of him.

I can obviously feel how my blood rush up and down and my head spins up, digesting every information he was talking about. My forefinger move up to my mouth and I bite it anxiously while still processing things.

Mister Dawson sighed across me before he took the document on top of the table. “Okay, you’ll gonn

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