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... ick legs clad in dark red plush slippers descended the wooden staircase from the upper floor.
Oliver, who was holding the microphone, quietly shifted his gaze upward and saw Mrs. Slav in her floral nightgown arrive beside him, her slippers tapping impatiently against the floor.
A breath like that of a ferocious beast echoed overhead.
Oliver squeezed out a smile, not daring to look directly at the figure, with arms crossed in front of her chest, as thick as his thigh, "Mrs ...
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