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... dent have something wrong with their brain?
SCREECH—
An urgent braking sound suddenly erupted.
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP—
One honk after another resounded powerfully, echoing through every inch of University A.
Maxwell Peary was driving at full throttle, his expression grim, his face terribly dark.
His mind wasn’t focused on whether Nia had been wronged or anything of that sort; instead, it was flooded with Charles Northwood’s words. When ...
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