Chapter 8

Orleana's POV.

I shook my head, pouted my lips.

"Never mind," I let out, my voice below whispers. "None of it concerns you…"

"I shouldn't mind?" Brent lifted his brow in concern. He wanted to move closer.

"Yeah, don't," I replied, nodding my head.

Joan suddenly cut in. Her voice was shar...

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