Chapter 51

Serena Lowe met Natasha Bratva in the relaxation garden, a big frown on her face.

"Let the devil be shamed! Why is your face so sour, dearest?!" Natasha's face contorted in alarm, when she saw her.

Serena took a seat first, and folded her hand, all whilst pouting.

"Talk to me, Rena. What is ...

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