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During the weekend, I decided to follow Susan to the party as she insisted. I had thought several times about how it got to the school that I was rejected and didn't understand anything, so Susan advised that I needed to show them how I didn't give a f**k about Tyrion by showing up at the party. Since Alpha Geralt had already gotten me a lot of nice dresses, so I didn't have to overthink what to wear. I chose one of the dresses with a stunning heel and a purse. When I walked out to meet Susan, who was waiting, Aslan looked at me from head to toe and scoffed. He looked out through the window and then back at me, “Going to meet another man? But Alpha Supreme is really good for you. Don't you see the kinda dress he got for you? So don't tell me you're about to stay with another man with… “

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