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Chapter 0027

Harper’s POV

“What do I do? What do I do?” I kept chattering as I moved back and forth in my room.

I know Alberto could be many things: a Casanova, a greedy fellow, a gambler, among many others, but I never imagined him being a murderer.

Speak of the devil and he appears.

Alberto stormed into the room, startling me. He rushed to the closet, pulling it open and rummaging through his stuff.

“Where the heck did I put it?” he mumbled.

“We need to talk, Alberto,” I said, moving closer to him.

“Have you lost your sight? Can’t you see I’m busy?” he groaned, pulling out the drawers and slamming them back in.

“Why did you do it?” I asked, ignoring his harsh tone.

He looked at me with knitted brows like he was having eyebrows fighting competition.

“I saw you, Alberto,” my voice was merely a whisper. “I saw everything you did a few days ago. Explain the reason to me right now,” that was a demand.

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