Chapter 59 • Truce Dinner -3

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BHAM! The dungeon door swung open, having Lamia stomp in with clutched fist. "That f*****g b***h!" Lamia strode froward, grinding her teeth. Lyzebel remained seated on her seat, filing her long nails. With a bored look, she gazed at her fumming sister at the other side of the table. "What is it now?" She looked back at her beautiful nails. "You would not imagine what that moron of a queen did this afternoon!" "Let me guess, she has grown a conscience and wants to back out from our initial plans?" Lyzebel crooked a brow with the most unbothered look. Lamia's brows quirked, "Well... Yes. How did you know?" "How would I not know?" Lyzebel finally dropped the file, blowing her nails. "It was more than obvious. Especially after seeing her husband reaching the verge of death. She is human

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