Chapter 21: Manners and Motorbikes
Author: Rey Maulana
last update2026-04-29 18:41:53

"A side mirror?" Samson repeated the question with a hint of suppressed amusement. "You forced your way into a heavy machinery construction zone just for that? You didn't even wear a safety helmet. If a bolt fell from a crane and hit that lovely head of yours, the price of a mirror wouldn't be enough to cover the hospital bills."

"Hey! Don't lecture me!" Bianca cut him off snidely, her eyes blazing. "I know that truck was heading here because of your company logo. I am the daughter of the direc
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