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... is phone rang.
He let go of her and walked a short distance away.
As soon as he answered, he heard Caleb Shaw’s roar.
"Evan Grant, your wife is being treated like a slave by your stepmother, running in the rain at midnight to buy porridge and now has a high fever. If you want to be a filial son and grandson, come serve her yourself. Do you want me to set up a memorial archway for a filial son for you?"
Evan Grant hung up the phone, his face expressionless, and too ...
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