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I wanted to hit my head on the glass table so bad, but I groaned instead, rubbing my face harshly with my palms.

“I cannot do that mother,” I argued, knowing that none of the options were going to be favorable for me.

“Then we do not have a deal.” she clapped twice as the maids rushed in with bowls and plates of different foods. “Be careful, Son, I might be miles away from you