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Revenge is best served cold novel Chapter 1184

Upon hearing this, Viona felt a pang of guilt. "Young Master..."

"So, if you don't let me out, I'll spill the beans about you wetting the bed at twelve, and how at thirteen, during your first period, you wrote yourself a farewell letter. I remember every word of it, I..."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Viona's face darkened. "What kind of young master are you? If you dare expose me, you're dead meat!"

"Viona, please, I'm begging you. I really need to get out! I'm Angelo, not Kiran! I want to live for myself. Sophie and the others see me as a friend, and I feel the same. I can't just hide abroad seeking safety while knowing they're in danger! You know me best, you'll agree with me, right?"

"I..."

Viona's heart wavered for a moment.

Just then, Caelum walked out from inside the room.

Seeing Caelum's stern face, Angelo's expression became tense. "It's too boring staying in my room all the time! I was just chatting with Viona."

"You think I don't know what's on your mind?"

Caelum took a deep breath. "You want to go out and mess around? Well, I can tell you right now, that's not happening!"

Hearing this, Angelo was about to retort, but Caelum continued, "However, I do have a task for you."

"You won't even let me out, and now you want me to do a task for you? I'd rather die than do it!"

Seeing this, Caelum's face darkened. "Rather die than do it, huh? Fine, then we, the Pollard family, will just turn a blind eye to Devonport! With Gordon there, I'm sure nothing will go wrong."

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