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During the third week of the ongoing feud with Francis Travis, he publicly announced his newest relationship with a little-known actress.
The program determined my capture attempt had failed and instructed me to choose a different identity and alter my other objectives.
However, just as I was on the verge of succeeding in my mission.
Francis, who had been out of contact with the group, unexpectedly phoned me in the middle of the night.
"Selma, to draw me out, you've now stooped so low as to get involved with my father, haven't you?"
I stared in shock and nudged the slumbering man beside me awake.
"Didn't you tell me you were unattached? When did you have a child?"

After The Breakup, I Have Sex With His Uncle

I resisted, but he wouldn't release his grip.


"Let's go, come with me and escape this wretched place," he insisted.


With that, he yanked me towards the exit.


As he was about to pull me out, I stopped wavering and swiftly struck his face with my open palm.


I glowered at him furiously, noticing the red marks on my arm where he had grabbed me.


Francis, however, displayed a look of disappointment. His eyes were filled with pain.


"Selma, what's so appealing about that ancient fossil who's practically in the grave that makes you choose him so adamantly?


"Are you aware that Isaac has had numerous romantic entanglements throughout his life, and the women he's been intimate with could encircle the globe twice? You're just another fleeting amusement for him.


"Once he grows bored of you, he'll discard you like rubbish," he bellowed at me, tears welling up in his eyes like a helpless young lion.


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