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... nvite you to dinner…” She affectionately wrapped her hand around Michael Gallagher’s.
Michael Gallagher expressionlessly pushed her away, his deep eyes filled with coldness: “Isabelle, there’s something I think is necessary to tell you in advance.’
Isabelle Richardson was taken aback, her heart feeling a chill.
Michael rarely spoke to her with this attitude, and her intuition told her it was related to her father.
Isabelle bit her lip, her large, black, grape-like ...
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