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CHAPTER Seventy-Three

  Bianca's POV

  I walked down the hallway with a satisfied smile on my lips. I don't know what is in that portable container but I have the feeling that the broken bottle hurts her badly.

  At least I got the reaction that I wanted, that is to tell her not to mess with me.

  My eyes glimmered with irritation when I noticed the figure at the other end of the hallway.

  "Mtcheww," I hissed and ignored the person.

  "Aren't you at least going to say hi or just nod to acknowledge a presence?" The person asked, causing me to stop in my tracks.

  "Ooh!..." Turning around, I half covered my mouth with my palms.

  "So sad I didn't even notice a figure talking more about knowing that a living thing was here," I sneered in sarcasm.

  "I thought that you were a statue," I sneered wickedly.

  A wicked smile graced my lips as I watched her jaw clench in anger.

  "Well, that hurts," she faked her tone.