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... Damon Hawke only felt the sprayed area on his face itch and hurt.
He watched the woman scurry away like a little rabbit, the veins on his forehead throbbing uncontrollably.
This woman, what on earth did she spray on him!
Outside in the corridor, Elara Don hurriedly placed the bottle back in place and quickly ran forward.
Almost taken advantage of!
Damn man, who would’ve thought he’s this sort of hypocrite!
Someone suddenly rushed out from the corn ...
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