CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

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THIRD PERSON POV

"You sure?" King repeats Mystie's answer

The latter was then fired.

"Do I have any other choice?" This is a warning answer.

While Mystie is pissed off, King on the other side has a wide smile as if he won the lottery.

He relaxed himself from the soft and fluffy chair, he couldn't asked no more. He got what he wanted.

He stood up and then approached the girl and then looked around the vast principal's office.

"So, is this your fucking ex haven?" His question suddenly became serious and his forehead was still furrowed.

"P-how did you find out?" The woman was shocked....