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Slater’s eyes sharpened, fluttering his eyelashes at the woman in front of him. By the looks of it, he was sitting across from his nemesis — even though he never had a nemesis, according to him. He was too pretty to have a nemesis.
The woman seated across from him couldn’t help but gulp nervously. Her trembling hand reached for the glass of water near her, turning to the side as she took a sip. From her point of view, she felt suffocated by Slater’s aura.
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