Chapter Thirty Five
Leon I took some deep breaths to prevent myself from murdering Trixy. I keep taking deeper breaths to f0rce myself to think rationally. She's literally testing my patience and I think she's succeeding. "You mean the Trixy? The b***h Doll burned long ago?" Wallace asks in disbelief. Damon just casually nodded his head, something he do whenever he is sure about his collected pieces of information. "Do you know a lot of Trixy? Because if you do, this Trixy I'm talking about is the w***e with gonorrhea that your brother once dated." He shrugged. "You know? The feeling award-winning actress from Hollywood? The spoiled rotten chic from aristocratic family?" He explains. "We never dated." I said defensively. "She's your ex-girlfriend, right?" Wallace asks. "No, what the f**k. I wouldn't
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