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ation contract with the Rockefeller Group, so s

hind for the time being. Only Clifford hadn't

in a nominal

fice was still ablaze with lights. In front of

r fair fingers, she signed her name s

le, she inadvertently glanced at the time

already

nted the files. There were still seven, eight

ached. After she drew out the hairpin, her thick, seaweed-like, curly and

up a cup from her desk, ready to pour some water from th

from

the pantry, Lori

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doing? Working over

uilding was almost empty at this late hour. The clicks

tice a shadow sta

the Rockefeller Group, so it's ver

de, and said helplessly, "Yeah, I lose sleep for missin

ugh she owned many apartments in Winston City, she fou

ark phobia ever sin

ld have a company

I'll be back soon. Sleep

nd bent over to pour a cup of hot w

erson standing at the door against the light. It was

from her fingers. Before landing on the ground, it fell to her thi

ss.

The burning pain from her thigh spread to her nerves

the bathroom for a flush. But this was a pair of t

she didn't want him t

mb are you? You can

he pantry door closed and reached out to

ing overtime. While talking over the phone, she was too immersed

careless during the phone call that

b a

Clifford panted slightly. A q

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