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Chapter 808 Celia’s Spicy Memories
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Mark sank into his chair. “Most likely she’s thrilled with the flowers I sent.”

“The flowers arrived,” Karl said grimly. “But they weren’t accepted. Luana redirected them to your house.”

Mark’s smile collapsed. A sharp dread stirred in his chest. “What happened to my wife?”

“She felt faint and went home,” Karl answered.

Mark shot to his feet as though driven by springs.

“Damn it! Do you see, Karl? This endless strife with Celia is harming Briana! Is that what you all want — to kill my child?”

Karl rose as well, fury flashing in his eyes. “The problem has been solved! The most promiscuous woman Braspolis has ever known has finally been dismissed!”

Mark had more venom ready to pour, but he swallowed it down. It wasn’t worth wasting words.

“I’m going to see Briana,” he said coldly.

“I sincerely hope she’s well,” Karl snapped back.

With only a curt nod, Mark left, storming through the corridors until he burst out of the building.

His car roared through the streets of Braspolis, weaving re
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