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... n one breath, her chest heaving. She didn’t know whether it was from running just now or from being angry.
On the other end of the phone, a hint of a smile crossed Yancy Hastings’ face, and his wheat-colored skin couldn’t hide his emotions.
"It’s me."
"Uh..." Fiona Sutton was taken aback. It’s actually Yancy Hastings?
Once again, she looked at the incoming call display. It was clearly a local landline.
"Damn it! Why didn’t you say so earlier? You wasted my ...
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