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... s heart aching for her.

“What’s wrong with me hitting her!? She shamelessly seduced my fiancé, don’t I even have the right to hit her! Camila Walker stood up and righteously pointed at the two of them!

Fiancé? Wallace was taken aback. Could she be Camila Walker?

Even if she was, it was still wrong to bully his sister!

“It’s really laughable. You can’t even control your own fiancé, what right do you have to hit my sister!?” Wallace retorted.

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