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... ling and struggling on the bed, her hands tightly covering her cheeks, low groans escaping her lips, the two younger sisters guarding her side were filled with worry.

"That hateful man!"

Hancock gnashed her teeth, her beautiful eyes burning with towering flames of anger, her whole body radiating an icy chill.

"One day, I will definitely kill him with my own hands!"

In the Paramount War, that man named Jotaro had shown no reaction to her peerless beauty.

No ...

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