Iris’s POV

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“That weakling. That weakening… She slapped you and slammed your head on the wall?” A burst of laughter roared from the other side of the phone. “She only knows how to cry.”

“I’m serious,” I said, but the laughter was still ON. “I’m telling you that there is something about this whore that everyone has missed. And whomever you’re sending, you better send someone who can also handle that bitch when you will kill that Caroline.” I warned and was about to say more when there was a knock on the door.

“Are you coming or not, Iris? Because I’m not living you with Sophia here in...