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Although it was a hot July, the Quinn Family’s villa was expansive, with water and trees, so the evenings were still fairly cool.
The car window was open, letting in a gentle breeze.
Miles Quinn gazed at the night outside the car window, a corner of his mouth lifting in a smirk. "I agree, all those names like plum, orchid, and bamboo are terrible. Especially my place, Maranthea. Can you imagine? A grown man like me living in a place called Maranthea. People would lau ...
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