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... dly changed, but his ink-like black eyes grew darker and darker.
"Isn’t Claire the one you like?"
Ian Blackwood put down his wine glass, adjusting his gold-rimmed glasses, without rushing to answer the question.
He poured himself another glass of wine, this time adding a few more ice cubes.
It was already winter, and with no warm air in the room, drinking iced wine would only harm the stomach.
At least Caleb Lockwood, who had a stomach disease, wouldn’t do ...
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