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... t disappeared back then, how great would it be if he’d grown up together with her younger son?
An hour. Her younger son might be suffering during every minute and every second of this time. This hour could determine too many things. She couldn’t imagine what her younger son might have to pay in return for this one hour waiting for dessert.
“Sorry.” Madame Xiao’s expression was apologetic as she interrupted the conversation between the two. She spoke quietly, “Doug just told me th ...
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