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... quietly sat on the sofa, and when she occasionally heard Julian’s deep, cold voice, she couldn’t help but glance at him.
By the dining table was a huge, transparent floor-to-ceiling window; outside, snow drifted down, and the fog was thick and heavy.
Julian wore a soft, pale sweater, and beneath his indifferent exterior, there was a rare hint of gentle, clean warmth.
For a brief moment, Scarlett even wondered if this was the real Julian Ford.
Her phone suddenly b ...
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