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... msey spoke solemnly.
"Your dad and step mom went to see the old man this afternoon."
The man was seated on a leather sofa, a noticeable cigar clamped between his knotted fingers.
"Oh?"
A thin stream of smoke rose lazily, obscuring his handsome and noble face, making it somewhat hazy.
"About the marriage?" His voice was icy cold, carrying a hint of hoarseness and unspeakable attractiveness.
"Yes," Ramsey nodded.
"Sir, he disagreed with your ...
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