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... ing sensation.
“Why didn’t you say anything earlier?” Sylvan Cheney frowned, glancing at her sideways.
Her complexion wasn’t that good, and her lips were pale too.
She had spent the whole night fainting on the ground according to Butler Santana, suffering from both a fever and low blood sugar.
“Say what? If everyone enjoyed themselves, that’s all that matters. I don’t want to dampen the mood.” Jasmine Yale spoke truthfully.
“I’ll pay more attention next ti ...
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