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– That I’ll wipe it off the face of the earth, – A’Lta answers maliciously on purpose. “And that I am well aware of the methods by which such persons as she achieve their goals. Through the beds of other men!

It seems to me that Margarita Sheremetyeva, even if you do not know her personally, definitely does not give the impression of such a woman. I would even say that she is more like one of those right feminists whose contribution to the development of the women’s movement and the struggle for equality even I, an inveterate supporter of the patriarchy, admire.

Which once again confirms the “blindness” of my bride.

– And you said all this to her? – I still have a hope that A’Lta did not have the intelligence to execute the most terrible scenario. – Eclipse and Shadow, tell her you didn’t dump all that shit on her.

A’Lta freezes, startled by my sudden oath. I really rarely use them, especially in the company of women. But now I’m almost losing my nerve.

– Said? – I repeat my question in a slightly raised tone.