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... e guard’s smile died and his jaw clenched. "Do you even know what this brat did?"
The man glanced at Zane.
Zane’s face was red as the whip was doing good work.
"I don’t know. I don’t care. My lady wants you to stop, so you will. She does not want to see this first thing in the morning."
My lady?
Zane frowned and with a groan, turned his head.
The Enforcer peeked behind the man as well.
Zane didn’t recognise the lady, who was only a girl of ...
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