Chapter 30

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If Vane had been crazy before. Now he overcame the dead with the extreme darkness of his face. The surroundings were very quiet and only the cutlery could be heard. I’m just thankful that Queen Samara is home. The plates were almost shattered when they both gripped the spoon and fork. Even Vivian frowned at the two of them. Somehow they could hardly take their eyes off each other. “Vane! Jackson! Stop it! Are you going to break that plate?” I hate disobedience “It’s fine even if I broke all my plates here. It’s mine. But you? You’ll pay when you break that!” Vane smirked Jackson raised his brow, “Of course. I’ll buy you another plate truck.” “No need. I don’t want to wash my plates with plates from you. No class,” Jackson’s eyes narrowed and he was about to kick Vane when I looked a

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