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... apart from Cynthia saying that Cyrus Hawthorne had agreed to divorce her.
She stood absent-mindedly, her figure frail, waiting for a taxi by the roadside of the mountain path, her eyes downcast.
Her mind seemed out of control, replaying everything that had happened at the manor recently, trying to find the oddities.
Even during the days she slept in the master bedroom on the fifth floor, she hadn’t approached Cyrus Hawthorne’s study.
So, how did her fingerprints ...
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