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She couldn’t fight off Alexander Summers by force; pleading for mercy wouldn’t move him! Trying to reason with him nicely was like playing the lute to a cow!
– This scoundrel! Rascal! Hooligan! Bastard!!!
Purple could only think that no insults in the world could adequately express Alexander’s wickedness!
Her angry, puffed-up appearance in Alexander’s eyes was somehow alluring.
A slightly puffed rosy face like a sunset, bright eyes made even brighter by anger ...
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