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... r, Nora Scott shuffled in her slippers to the coffee table, tossed the plastic bag onto it, and then collapsed onto the sofa.
She pulled out her phone.
A few people had sent messages, which she had glanced at earlier but hadn’t looked at closely.
After browsing through the messages, Nora replied to a few before finally clicking on the last chatterbox—Eleanor Taylor.
[Eleanor Taylor]: Miss Scott, do you know about God Z’s lottery event? It’s a first in history, don ...
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