Chapter Eight

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            I smiled sheepishly when I count the calling cards I have in hand. All in all, I have at least thirty-five calling cards, some numbers were written in a piece of tissue.             I remembered how I clearly asked every single guy I saw for their calling card, some looked at me weirdly while others gave me a sly snide and gave their calling cards without hesitations, they may think that I was hitting with them, but deep down, I knew that my true intention is to get a kiss from Adrien.             I went to the working site and saw Adrien looking at a blueprint intently; he was wearing a safety helmet. He’s talking with that pale blonde haired girl again. My blood boiled for a hundred degree when she ran her hand on my Adrien's arms as they began laughing over something inaud

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