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... ticed the newcomer, Ye Shuang did as well. But unlike him, Anthony could only have an eagle eye’s view of the person, and thus, he had to guess the identity from her attire and demeanor. The identification Ye Shuang had from her perspective was more accurate, and she really did see the problem. From afar, the blonde beauty did look eighty percent like Jennifer, but when she got closer, the facial features were completely different. Someone who looked like Jennifer but was not Jennifer…


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