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Chapter 98 Mark is Promoted
Author: Anderson José
last update2024-08-28 08:33:12

As soon as the helicopter entered a wide area with cell signal, Briana's phone quickly connected and began to beep with notifications.

DING! Missed call.

DING! 52 unread messages.

DING! Luana Barros sent you a voice message.

"Damn!" Briana complained, frowning as she felt her phone vibrating in her pocket like a massage tool. "Did these people not know I was away?"

"It's curiosity." Mark joked, "Although the wedding was widely publicized, our honeymoon was completely off the media."

"Thank goodness! Unless the staff leaked my screams begging for mercy and you 'doing' just the opposite..." Briana teased, poking him on the shoulder.

"Get used to it, dear." Mark warned her with a smile, though his tone was commanding.

Briana felt shivers down her spine. Would they continue like this in their day-to-day life?

What about her parents?

Looking out at the horizon, Briana realized they were not heading toward the neighborhood where their apartment was.

"Where are we going?"

"Where
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