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... t only he himself could hear it.
With the mask on, his face was unreadable, eyes and eyebrows condensed with a gloomy sharpness.
He bent over and whispered into Yacob Harry’s ear, as though speaking to a sick father on the bed.
Yet, his right hand precisely pressed on Yacob Harry’s surgical wound, applying force little by little.
"Yacob Harry, if you’re short on money, borrow from me, I’m always here to help. If you need medical treatment, I can hire a top-notch d ...
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