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Chapter 179: Even If You’re Poor, Your Milk And Poop Can’t Be Poor (3)
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... embedded emeralds, and a pouty expression as if displeased with something.
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Helen Redrose, sitting at a desk so expensive that even if Poporing sold her shop that was lost to stocks, along with the panties she was wearing, couldn’t afford it, moved her hands ceaselessly.
On the couch a bit further away, Ian and Poporing waited, but Helen didn’t even glance at them, focusing only on her work.
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She was genuinely ...
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