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... d about that girl, Alice York, just now."
As Old Master Sterling spoke, his gaze was fixed on Wyatt Sterling’s face, not missing a single expression.
Wyatt Sterling took out a cigarette and held it between his teeth. With a soft CLICK, the lighter in his hand sparked to life with a faint blue flame.
He lowered his head to light the cigarette, taking a drag and exhaling. The smoke swallowed his face. "Are you really not seeing it, sir, or are you just pretending not to?" < ...
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