Will they win?
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“I’m here as a supporter, not your enemy, brother.” Russel said, smiling at his younger brother who just looked at him with a blank expression on his face. “I’m not here to talk about that.”
Getting his point, Sasha looked at him, or more like, stared. Feeling her stare, Russel turned his head and smiled at her. “Did I made you feel attracted to me?” he teased, unaware of what she’s thinking.
“I admit that you’re handsome, Russ.” Sasha said, sweetly smiling at the guy who grinned at her. “But unfortunately,” Daisy paused. “You’re not his type.” Theia ended, the two having identical smirks.
Russel frowned. “Thanks.” He monotonously said, causing for all them, except for his brother, to laugh at him. “Maybe I should’ve just stayed in my office and buried myself in
