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"Yeah, I lied to you," Westley said with a grin.

His smile was unabashed, his face brimming with mockery.

Fury shook Christine to her core, her gaze at Westley seething with resentment.

She resembled a young lioness, poised to leap and bite at any moment.

"Why would you lie to me? What's in it for you?" Christine asked, inhaling deeply to calm herself.

"It doesn't benefit me, but it does you

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