Chương 118: 118..The End of Bet

-The Best Valentine-

You are like an apple the witch gave me, a poisonous apple that not only pierces my body but also snatches my soul and soul at the same time.

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"Erlang... Can we talk? " Maura exclaimed.

Erlang looked at Gio, who snorted. Bara was already beside her, making his cousin Muara unable to hit Erlang again when Maura was here.

Erlang rubbed his face roughly, letting the pain hit him. The man got up, patted his clothes, then looked at Maura with a cold stare.

The man chuckled softly as if regretting the incident.

"Just talk." He said coldly, trying to ignore the girl in front of him.

"Both, there's something I want to talk about, just the two of us. Can you? "