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Chapter 213: A nightmarish shopping experience
Author: Life_Of_Mid
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“This is all that bastard Alistair's fault. Because of him, we got humiliated and now we've been banned from DuMont, one of the top clothing brands in the city. I can't believe someone like Elizabeth Bolton would take his side!” Mirabel said in annoyance.

“That's enough, Mirabel.” Sara chided her. “It was your fault for taking things too far.”

“What? My fault? Didn't you also say that Alistair was in the store to steal? So how is it my fault?”

Sara glared at Mirabel, shutting her up in the pro
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