Author's note: Apologies for the choppy updates the last few days, my mind has been everywhere and nowhere at the same time. Updates will continue regularly from today onward. Thank you for your patience.
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The switcher let out a mocking laugh, seemingly unfazed by their current predicament. "What makes you think I am male?"
Hadeon arched an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "Well, isn't it obvious? Women can barely pass me without ogling. I'm simply too dazzling to be ignored." He circled the chair, his eyes never leaving the switcher. "So, back to the question—why do you want her dead?"
Mallory couldn't fathom why anyone would want her dead. She had never harmed anyone. Hattie had been innocent too, yet she was gone.