66 •• Malva ••

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I have expected this from my father. He is the type that hates it when things don't go as planned. And yes, he had anticipated Mary rejecting my proposal as well as fleeing the moment she learned about me or met my Master. However, that gorgeous lady had held on tight, never going to let me go. She occupies a very large part of my part in my heart now and I will never let her go. Not now, not anymore. I arrived at my father's study, and I watched him walk to pick up his Cuban cigarette, which he lightened and hurriedly took a puff. I waited for him to finish his panic moment. At last, he settled his gaze on me and smiled. " Malva, do you want me to gift you the Conti Tower? I heard you have always wanted it " I took in his words and kept mute, still. Conti Tower has been everyone's

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