Glecy’s teeth gritted. She noticed a familiar car entered the Hilbate’s building a while ago. The same car that she saw once used by Darmiel. She will not forget that dark gray metallic top of the line Porsche of Darmiel, because it was his first ever car that she was able to lay her butt in when her seduction toward him came to fruition. It was the car they were into when Darmiel gave in to her seduction.
She knew it was not Darmiel driving it. He was still inside his office, and so her instinct was telling her that it was Ameelah who was inside that dark metallic car of Darmiel.
“Damn you, Ameelah, why are you so privileged in Darmiel’s life? Just you wait, Darmiel will be mine and you will be dumped just like how he dumped me!” Glecy murmured, her voice almost hissing in anger.
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