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... they need help just to walk, how could they exert such strength?
Even if provoked, where did this strength come from?
Anna Green looked at the Roman column and the microphone, her face as unsightly as death itself, and glanced down at Francesca Willis, whose face was full of panic, feeling a pain in her liver from anger.
She knew it, this woman is always more of a hindrance than a help.
Every time she had a perfect plan, it was ruined in her hands.
"Mom? ...
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