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... smilingly declining.
"Knock, knock." Warren Prescott tapped the marble table gently with his long index finger.
Even though the room was filled with the sound of people singing loudly and chaotically, Ashley Shaw could still clearly hear the sound of him tapping the table and saying, "If you don’t know how, I can teach you. Sit."
The word "sit" was like he was commanding a dog.
Ashley Shaw felt that perhaps in a past life she was Warren Prescott’s dog, which is wh ...
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