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And how dare she tell him, he’s not her type. He’s every woman’s type. He thought as he reminisced Hannah telling him, he was not her type.

He didn’t know why but those words broke his ego, he wondered what her type of man was.

He stood and watched as her car zoomed out of the compound. He frowned and hopped into his car and zoomed off to work since he was already dressed for work.

Meanwhile