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... Clayton, I’m going to kill you!"
At this moment, Clara Yates became a drenched chicken, standing there looking extremely embarrassed, her features twisted in madness.
In the bar, the previously passionate and lively private room now seemed as if Hell’s Messenger had passed through.
Sullen and deathly silent, no one dared to say a word.
The person sitting on the sofa had their head lowered, messy bangs covering half of their face.
But the unknown is what’s ...
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