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Chapter 69: Margaret
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... were pleasing to the eye and slowly approached them.
Horton was like a fox and his eyes under gold-rimmed spectacles were always narrowed. He always wore a faint smile.
Bruce had a serious expression on his face, and he always had a cold aura. Only when his gaze fell on Hilla would he look a little gentler.
"Are your legs better?"
When Hilla saw Bruce, she gave a bright smile. Then, she walked forward and squatted in front of Bruce, looking at the blanket coverin ...
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