At eight o'clock in the morning, Karen and D.C Madam, who was still sleeping with each other, were shocked by the sound of the room bell. Karen blinked her eyes, while D.C Madam swiftly got out of bed. She moved to get pajamas from inside the closet. The bell rang again twice because Karen and D.C Madam didn't open the door. Karen was reluctant to get out of the quilt. "It must be your manager," said D.C Madam, as she had washed her face. "Oh, he always arrives on time," Karen said, looking at her face complaining. "Do you want me to kidnap you?" D.C Madam whispered in Karen's ear. Karen was amused and chuckled, she woke up and replied, "If you do that, we'll be fugitives." "Oh, my dear. Why is your life tied to them? I wish you had met me first," D.C Madam said as if she didn't want to lose Karen. Karen chuckled. "Fate determines my life by a different path. I never even expected to meet you," Karen said, hiding her true feelings. Had life been able to repeat itself, Karen wou
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