Fifty Eight

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Erin had been holding back the past couple of weeks, but when she was pulled away like a freaking prisoner just because of Klaire, she couldn’t help but say the three words she had always wanted to say in front of all these royals, “What the f**k?” Klaire had a smug smile on her face while she raised Erin's phone and examined it, even though it was clear that she didn’t know how it worked. Erin had two options—talk to guard into letting go of her and playing the pity card with Erin, or kick the innocent guard backwards and forcefully grab the phone from Klaire. Of course, Erin went for the latter. With what she learned from Almina, Erin managed to untangle her arm from the guard’s hold, then proceeded to lightly kick the guard away—just enough to stumble a few steps—which gave her time t

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