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... novan narrowed his eyes and subconsciously sat up straight, but when he spoke, his tone was as flippant as ever. "Mia Grant? And who might you be? The name sounds so familiar."
"Ah..." He drew out the sound, as if just recalling the person. "Right. I think my fiancée was also called that."
"But you can’t be her. My fiancée died for good over two months ago. Sigh, you’ve brought up my tragic past again. Her little lovers threw all her ashes into the sea, didn’t even leave a single ...
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