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She had met Sweetie three years ago.
That day, she even took Sweetie around Capital City for a tour.
But since then, Sweetie had never appeared again.
It was as if she had evaporated from the world.
Sweetie just looked at Viola Thompson, “You are my Gemma Turner.”
Viola Thompson was about to say something when Sweetie took out a small stone from her pocket. “Gemma, if you look at this, you’ll remember everything.”
Viola took the small stone. ...
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