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... les on his face, Erica would have thought him to be twenty or thirty years old. But she was almost certain that she had never seen this man before.


He was very polite, well-mannered and respectful.


The man smiled brightly, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose and said, "Everyone in Y City knows you, Mrs. Huo."


"Oh! Well, it is nice to meet you, sir." The two shook hands gently and exchanged pleasantries before the man left.


When she entere ...

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