Chapter 58 Go Fuck Yourself
- ‘Poor thing? Did this woman, whoever the hell she is, refer to me as a poor thing?’
- “U.U,” Maxine called, interrupting my thoughts as he walked up to us. He gave me a hug, and shook hands with Castello, ignoring the blond, who was staring at him, all smiles.
- “Maxine,” the blond called. “Surely, I’m not that invincible.” She giggled.