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Standing at the door of the 1001 Presidential Suite was a tall girl.
Her skin was fair, her features delicately beautiful, with ink-black long hair cascading over her shoulders, exuding a poetic sense of freshness and elegance.
“The important person Uncle mentioned should be inside,” she thought.
Although she couldn’t understand why Uncle insisted on her signing the contract, all she could do was follow his orders.
The girl pressed the doorbell, and the ...
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