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... t how you speak to your father?" The middle-aged man frowned with displeasure. He was dressed in a suit, with a navy blue coat over his shoulders. It was clear from his attire that he held a significant status.
Sophie Foster sneered as she stepped onto the last stair but didn’t open the door, "Sorry, I’ve gotten used to being alone. It seems I’ve lost the ability to communicate with people."
"You’re always so sharp-tongued, unlike your mother who was easygoing." The middle-aged m ...
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