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... ting Sylvan Cheney’s eyes.
However, neither of them showed any sign of backing down!
Their eyes locked in a tense confrontation, like a drawn sword against a taut crossbow.
The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder, ready to ignite at a single spark.
Jasmine Yale saw that Sylvan Cheney’s eyes were full of bloodshot lines, and his face looked haggard.
He slowly let go of her hand after a long while, refusing to engage in any argument.
Jasmine Y ...
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