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... looking at the familiar symbolic letters on the white yacht, and raised his head to look toward the deck of the yacht.
Other than the black-clad guards, there was no familiar figure there.
Sutton Jennings’ gaze deepened, not knowing what he thought of, he lifted his leg and left the place.
At the same time.
Outside a courtyard covered with climbing vines across half a wall and the gate, a tall slender figure stood leaning on the railing, eyes as sharp as an eagle’ ...
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