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... , likely from anger so intense that he couldn't speak. Fredy, understanding, handed the phone back to the woman in the back seat. Cynthia giggled as she took the phone.
"Hmm? Who's calling?"
Who would remember her and call her? A lonely person like her...
"Master—"
Fredy wiped the sweat from his brow, praying she wouldn't forget who the Master was.
However, it was as if she saw through his thoughts. Tilting her head and furrowing her delicate brows, she op ...
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