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Dylan Pov "I don't even know where she is!" I punched the table so hard that it went flying until it smashed against the glass window of my office room breaking the window glass into pieces. The glasses shattered into pieces and some even pierced my skin because of the impact of force that I used to throw the table. The skin on my face healed as immediately as it got punctured by those glass pieces. "You need to calm down my lord!" Pearsyvia said as I rubbed my face by my hands. "Calm? Are you asking me to calm down? Are you ignorant of the state that I am right now Cynthia?" I growled and she took a step back lowering her head. "King!" Pearsyvia walked inside the room with Blake following her. "What is it?" I asked and from my peripheral vision watched as Estelle who standing near th

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