Chapter Twenty-One - Rope Around My Neck

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ASHIYA “DAMN that bastard. Why did he have to return to the Philippines? He should have stayed in the Middle East and bury himself in the sands. How could he belittle my accomplishments and think he is better than me? For all I know, he got all the money for f*****g minor princesses with donkey faces.” I kept a blank face while listening to Mauro’s rants about Damon Savas. He would not have left if I did not pull him to the hosts and said goodbye. They were confused why we were in a hurry to leave. Because if Mauro would remain stubborn, I will leave him at the party. If he wanted to fight with Damon, I better not be around. Mauro drank George T. Stagg Solera Aged Borboun from the bottle itself. The mask of class was gone and revealed his crass persona. The liquor spilled on his suit wi

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