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Cleo remained frozen in her spot while Vaughn headed straight for the bed. He sat down and removed his suit jacket while staring at his phone.

“Why’re you losing your temper at me? I don’t recall offending you.” Vaughn was the first to break the silence.

Cleo felt an indescribable melancholy. “I have to make this clear today. What sort of relationship do we have?” questioned Cleo.

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