/23/ HIS BELONGING

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(XANDER'S P.O.V.) The moment we got back to the Villa, I honked harder to call out the driver. Since I had dismissed all the servants, nobody else was there.  I opened up the door and screamed his name again, "Shankar! ….Shankar! Get your ass here now." The man turned up after a minute or so, but I had to wait. I gave him a stern gaze to remind him of his delay. He bowed as he apologized.  "It doesn't mean anything to apologize if you keep repeating it again, Shankar," I remarked in a snarky tone.   Since the man didn't know how to respond, he simply apologized. I accepted his half-assed apology and instructed him to call Rakul, the housemaid back.  I further added, "A doctor would be visiting us soon. I need Rakul to be here in fifteen minutes. Your mistress is extremely sick."  Th

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