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... to rest," Julia Bluen said before hanging up the phone.
When she looked up, she noticed Glades Horne had already sat down on the armrest of the sofa, arms crossed, watching her with a leisurely, relaxed demeanor.
"It was Nicholas Coldwell."
Julia walked over to him and took the initiative to tell him.
A flash of delight crossed Glades Horne’s deep eyes, followed by an indulgent response, "I know. I heard how you addressed him."
"You... you’re not getting a ...
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