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... le appeared on Claire Green’s lips.
"How about a bet?"
Thomas Skin became intrigued, "Tell me, what kind of bet?"
If J was proposing a bet, it definitely wasn’t ordinary.
Indeed.
"Bet whether in two months I can make people both love and hate me as you said."
Claire Green pulled over a chair and sat down, resting her elbow on the armrest, her fair fingertip supporting her face, her eyes full of interest as she stared at Thomas Skin.
Her ton ...
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