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... to tolerate it any longer, feeling like the alcohol was making her even more intoxicated with anger.
Desmond Fairchild extended a finger, pointing towards the direction of the second floor, made a shushing gesture: "Do you want to wake up the kid?"
"You!" Seraphina lowered her voice, but her anger did not diminish in the slightest, her red lips slightly parted, like cherries ready to be picked.
Desmond looked at those red lips, his dark eyes deepened, but he ignored her. ...
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