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Anna rushed outside to her car and was about to board it when a black Porsche pulled.

She stopped when she recognized the car.

It was undoubtedly mello's

Anna stood frozen, her hand still gripping the car door handle. The sight of the black Porsche pulling in sent a mixture of relief and confusion coursing through her. That was Mello's car. But what was he doing here? He was supposed to be with Sir Ren.

She watched as the car came to a stop, the engine shutting off smoothly. Mello stepped out, looking as calm and composed as ever, though his eyes held a glint of something she couldn't quite place—determination, anger, maybe both.

"Mello!" Anna called out, rushing toward him. "What happened? I thought you were with Sir Ren."

Mello looked at her, his expression unreadable for a moment before a small smile tugged at the corner of his lips. "I was," he said simply.

Anna's mind raced. "And? What did you do? What happened?" She glanced at the car, half-expecting to see signs of a fight or s
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