Chapter 162

"Let's go, let's go! Is Mr. Marshall picking up the tab today?" Donna hooked her arm through Hestia's, grinning.

"I'm paying for myself." Hestia swatted her hand away, and the two walked out of the coffee shop side by side.

The mall was packed for the weekend.

Hestia and Donna hit a few of their...

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