#Chapter102
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No, for real. How? I mean, my dear Lady here had ordered the Rock’s cousins not to let anyone in my room unless she gave permission like I was some kind of a four year kid in detention. This isn’t fair. And now I’m sounding like Ariel. If I blush hard enough, I’m sure I can make my hair red like hers too.
Ugh.
/"Freezing time is actually pretty handy./" She hinted and that was all I needed to understand that she was a better spy than James Bond.
/"Anyway… I’m here for another purpose./"
/"Other than watching me suffer and watch my life turn into hell?/" I offered sarcastically.
/"Yes./"
This girl really knows how to be annoying. And me saying it says something since I have a master’s degree on being a pain in the butt.
/"And that would be?/"
