Chapter 93 I Think I Like You

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• I stared at him, stunned, as he stepped out of the car. Almost instantly, cameras began flashing, the photographers eagerly taking photos of Alaric.
• “That’s Alaric Voss! I can’t believe he really came,” some of them exclaimed, their voices cutting through the night with excitement as they scrambled for more shots. But Alaric didn’t even blink at the flashes in his eyes, as if he was used to it.