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... ar, the man slowly lit a cigarette, then turned his head, giving her a glance.
Charlotte sat in the shadow of the carriage, her snow-white face appearing somewhat faintly confused at the moment.
He reached out with fingers tinged with a slight scent of smoke, lightly pinching her delicate chin, examining her expression intently.
Charlotte slapped his hand away, softly saying, "It’s nothing."
"Still worrying about that little brat?"
Charlotte glanced at him ...
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