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At this moment, Flossie Wright’s mouth twitched fiercely.
"Flossie."
Rowdy Brightwill asked from the side.
"Hmm?" Flossie raised an eyebrow, and the displeasure in her expression gradually disappeared.
"Where’s your thermos?" Rowdy Brightwill asked while holding medicine.
"I don’t know." Flossie furrowed her brows in confusion.
Meanwhile, Belinda Nichols glanced up, "Beside the cabinet."
Having said that, seeing Rowdy Brig ...
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