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What kind of question is this? Of course, I want to open the box.

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Holding his breath, Dhruv said 'Yes'

As soon as Dhruv said yes, the diamond box slowly disintegrated into a golden glow and disappeared, leaving three items and a notification for him.

[You have received 100K CC.]

'Sweet..!'

Dhruv couldn't control his emotions and smiled after seeing the notification. Thinking about how much he could le ...

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