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Chapter 164

Henry Moore glared at his phone and swore, “Women are troublesome!” He was sitting on Monique’s bed in Moore manor. The moonlight casted a long shadow, creating an eerie and melancholic atmosphere. Henry had skipped dinner to wait for that woman’s call. As night descended, his mood followed the shade of the sky. A cigarette dangled between his fingers as he stared into the empty room. The man was sullen. There was no news from that woman. No call or text from Angel either. The look of disdain on the woman’s face appeared in his mind. Were they running away from him? He had warned her many times about leaving. Damn it! Uncontrolled anger coursed through his veins. A part of him wanted to personally drive down to Monique’s hometown and drag her back to Moore manor. He would make sure she learned her lesson. His anger manifested in the form of a shattered phone. The device bounced across the floor when he accepted the cold, harsh truth—the woman was never calling. Dinner was ov

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