Chapter32
Author: Blue lace
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Chapter32

"Take it easy there Serena, what are you doing?, why would you slap the chief waiter of the glorious cloud restoring over this ordinary person, can't you see that you are being fooled" Varol who had rushed towards the Golden table with his followed immediately exclaimed after Serena slapped the waiter.

"What nonsense are you saying Varol!" Serena exclaimed with an unkind expression as she gazed towards Varol, her gaze was very piercing and displayed her current anger.

"what am saying? Serena have you been blinded by love, can't you see that this commoner is lying to you?"

" look at him, he looks so ordinary, how can someone like him book the golden table of the glorious cloud restorount that even we aren't qualified or ritch enough to book!" Varol said.

"What make you say that I am ordinary and can't afford to book the Golden table of the glorious cloud restorount? Is it because I dress in normal clothing, do you always have to judge a book by its cover?" Felix inqu
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