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... Master Sterling’s piercing gaze landed on Alice York.
It was a scrutinizing, probing look, his intimidating presence identical to Wyatt Sterling’s.
The nearby subordinates and servants, terrified of getting caught in the crossfire, lowered their heads in unison.
"Then why don’t you tell me how it’s so different now?" At that moment, Old Master Sterling’s glare was like a knife—sharp enough to flay a man alive, chilling to the bone.
Wyatt Sterling took out a cigar ...
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