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... ng. She looked at the screen and sighed. It was Antonio.

"Hello, Antonio," she answered, sitting down on her bed.

"Sarah, darling," Antonio’s voice was sickeningly sweet. "I hope you’re having a wonderful day."

Something in his tone made Sarah’s stomach twist. Antonio only used that fake sweet voice when he wanted something or when he was about to deliver bad news.

"What do you want, Antonio?" Sarah asked directly.

"Well, I have some news from Diamond Soun ...

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