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... earing Jacob Clark’s name and hurried to the washroom.
Like its name, the washroom at the Left Bank was elegant. Enna turned on the faucet and just as she put her hand under the water, she heard a familiar voice behind her.
“Enna.”
The voice belonged to…
Turning around, Enna indeed saw Juliet Jordan, whom she hadn’t seen for a long time.
Juliet looked as if she had aged ten years overnight. Despite her well-kept makeup, fatigue was evident in her eyes, and ...
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