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Alex’s ego was beyond hurt and brutalized, but she still managed to squeeze a tight smile on her face. “We meet again, Mr. Stuck-up arsehole. Oh I’m sorry, Mr. Suarez” she said saltily, and Mr. Suarez laughed even harder.

“I like the fact you’re maintaining the energy we kicked off with. That shows you’re very real. I thought you’d be all over me now, trying to make amends.”

“I’m sorry, Mr