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... t was Sylvan Cheney.
She didn’t know any friends who studied law.
“Small? Not big.”
Sylvan Cheney glanced at her, disposed a cigarette box and pulled out a cigarette with his fingers.
He didn’t light up the cigarette, he just held it between his fingers and played with it.
“If you don’t want to review it, it’s fine. I’m sure Mr. Yale won’t cheat me.”
Jasmine Yale slapped the contract onto the table; she was really angry.
This man, always so ...
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