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Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 335

Blair’s pov

Despite how much I had tried to convince him that I could make my own way home and didn’t need him to take me home, he kept on insisting and here I was in his car that probably caused millions of dollars. I squirmed in the psssenger’s seat and felt really embarrassing because he was definitely going to see the place where I stayed.

He had still not started his car yet, and when I glanced at him, I realized that he was writing something on a couple of papers. On noticing my stare, he began to speak. “I’m just sighing my part of the papers, I’ll be done in a few moments.”

I remained silent because I was wondering how that was any of my business, but then he was handling the papers to me after a few moments and I was blinking at him in confusion.

“Go through it and put in your signature.” He explained and i spluttered. “Why the hell do I have to go through it? What’s it to me?”

“You might as well go through it instead of asking me all these.” Was his response and i huffed in irritation as I glanced at the papers. I began to go through it, and the more I read, the more my eyes widened, and the more the color left my cheeks.

“This is a… a promissory letter?” I spluttered while still reading through the papers.

“It’s a promissory slip, yes.” He responded and I glanced at him instantly.

“I’m not freaking running away, I’m going to pay you all what I owe you.” I said to him while waving the papers in his face.

“You kept mentioning about how you had no money, it made me have doubts, so I had my lawyer draw this up super fast.” He responded and I felt more color left my cheeks.

“Your lawyer is involved in all these?” I demanded and he rolled his eyes.

“Stop sounding so shocked, if it were you, you’d have involved more than one lawyer.”

“It can’t even be me because there’s no way I’d be wearing a suit as expensive as that, it’s a freaking suit and not a house.” I bristled out but he only rolled his eyes.

“It’s designer, also whatever. Sign the papers already, you’re wasting my time right now.”

“I asked you to let me go on my own, that way, you won’t have to waste your precious time.”

“And have you run away? I think not.” He said with a small chuckle and I felt a little guilty color fill my face, of course he was fast enough to have figure out that I had been planning on running away if I had left the hospital on my own.

“Now sign the papers already and quit wasting my time.” He reminded me again.

“Do we really have to do this? I promise you I’m going to pay you back.” I tried once again.

“You still need to sign that, Blair.” He responded and I scowled at him as I hastily signed the papers and shoved it back at him.

Once he had packed the papers in an envelope, he started the car and glanced at me.

“Now, where do you reside at?”

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James’ pov

On arriving at her street, I felt my mouth turn in a straight displeased line at how poor the streets looked, and when she finally pointed at an apartment, I stopped the car before glancing at her.

“This is where you reside?“

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