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Amanda's Birthday Invite:
Author: Lonely Wolf
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Keith was dejected and felt miserable. What did he do to deserve such insults?

He knew he was in the wrong when he stood in the way but he had already apologized. The rich will always find ways to rub their wealth on the less privileged.

"Hey, you better get your ass out of here or else we will beat you up!" A guard said to him sternly, waving his baton.

"No, you don't have to worry yourself. I will leave, " Keith spoke sadly.

Taking one last look at the estate, he began to walk away.

So much for coming over to see Leonard.

"Hey Keith!" A voice cried out behind him.

Honk! Honk!

Keith looked back and saw Leonard reversing his car.

"Keith, where are you going?" He asked with a raised brow.

" Uh, I-I was going back to the hospital."

Leonard furrowed his brows, staring at Keith intensely. " Why? Did something happen at the gate? Were you bullied?"

Keith's eyes widened in surprise, and he spoke hastily, " No, no. Why would anyone bully me?"

Did Leonard find out somehow?

" Then get in
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