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Nora Fatehi bit her lip and wiped away her tears. "Now you've seen it. Satisfied? Vindicated?"

Back then, Caesor had pursued her relentlessly, but she'd chosen Nicholas Taylor and rejected him cruelly. It was only natural he still held a grudge.

Caesor was a stubborn man—no one ever knew what he was truly thinking.

He didn't answer. He stood up and walked out