Chapter 66
Author: Faith write
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"Do you want me to be a hidden billionaire?" Karvel asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

Elena burst into laughter, clutching her stomach. "If you turn out to be one, I’ll faint on the spot. But seriously," she tilted her head, studying him with curiosity, "I was only joking. What could you possibly have to tell me next week that would shock me so much?"

Karvel’s lips curled into a faint smile, though his eyes carried a secret he wasn’t ready to share. "Let’s wait till then," he said calmly, his tone firm but teasing, as if daring her to be patient.

Elena leaned closer, her eyes narrowing playfully. "You’ve raised my curiosity to the highest level now. There’s nothing bad in you telling me right away, is there? Keeping me in suspense is cruel, Karvel."

He chuckled softly, shaking his head. "Sometimes suspense makes the revelation sweeter. Trust me, it’s worth the wait."

Elena folded her arms and gave him a mock glare. "You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?"

"Maybe," Karvel admitted wit
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