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... h a face full of gloom, he thought Nathan Foster was simply toxic.
Originally, she thought she was already filthy enough.
Now, compared to Nathan Foster, she was just a small dirt compared to great dirt.
South Grant gloomily picked up the bowl in front of him, grabbed a spoon, and took a bite of the porridge in the bowl.
Then, South Grant frowned, swallowed the porridge with difficulty, and looked down at the porridge in the bowl.
Inside were black beans, ...
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