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"You... What are you talking about?" The young woman stutters, her gaze darting everywhere but at Jordan.

"I believe you know best what I'm talking about," Jordan sneers.

"Uhm," she nibbles on her lower lip, retorting while fiddling with her fingers. "Sir, I really don't know what you are talking about. I'm very much lost here. Nevertheless, I never lied to you. All that I said earlier is nothing but the truth. Believe me."

"The truth? Believe you?" Jordan scoffs, quite amazed at how at how good she could feign ignorance.

"Sir, if you have anything in mind, you might as well say it instead of doing this," gritting her teeth, the young woman retorts.

"Oh?" Jordan chuckles wryly. "In that case, I should ask you, madame, do you think I have a short memory, or did you think you could deceive me?"

Jordan can't really understand what made Layla's aunt believe she could lie to him or try to deceive him. Just a while ago, Layla had promised Natasha that she would forget everything if Natasha
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