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... rank Mitchell, dressed in a bathrobe, was holding a towel in one hand and wiping his dripping wet hair with the other.
His expression was slightly cold, and his scrutinizing gaze fell on Sophie Sullivan.
He looked her up and down carefully.
Only when he saw that she was still wearing the clothes from yesterday did his expression relax somewhat.
"You’re here?" he asked casually. Frank Mitchell walked over to the tea table, poured two glasses of wine, and handed one ...
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