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... ly on the table. He had a nagging feeling that something was not right.

Ever since Alex was young, he had been taught to cherish food and never waste it.

It was impossible for the supplements and money he had provided just a week ago to have run out so quickly.

Something fishy was happening.

"Zane," his voice was cold and stern as he ordered, "You immediately investigate what happened to the supplements and funds I gave recently. I want to know where every penny w ...

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