C445 CHAPTER445 PROFITEER'S TRUE COLORS

"I'm on the hunt for Sam Moreels!"

"Where's that scoundrel hiding?"

"That cold-hearted jerk!"

"You pushed me around, and now you're trying to slip away?"

"Don't you have even a shred of responsibility?"

"Ugh! If you never wanted me, why did you lead me on in the first place!"

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Sam Moreels had been contentedly sequestered on the top floor, wrapped in Lynphex's embrace, seeking affection