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... ce always bore a carefree smile, even when he first proposed cooperation in the hospital room. There was a bit more calculation, but never such hostility as today.

But at this moment, anger surged in his eyes as he squeezed her chin, forcing her to look up. His voice was cold as ice: "How did you promise me back then? I rescued you, and you must follow my arrangements! Who allowed you to appear in front of Timothy Xavier today?"

Naomi Sawyer was shocked. How did he know she went ...

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