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... likes porcelain, not these flashy foreign things."
Jasper Sinclair placed the picked crab meat into Nora Northwood’s bowl, speaking without even looking up.
Rachel Woodward’s heart skipped a beat, and she glanced at the old lady, who just gave her a faint smile.
"It’s alright, I like all kinds."
That was what she said, but her tone wasn’t exactly enthusiastic.
She bit her lower lip hard, feeling her face burn.
Lynn Woodward tugged at her sleeve, s ...
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