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... d out to grip her hand.
Thinking about the call yesterday, Molly instinctively withdrew her hand.
Outside the car window, Scarlett Jackson was smiling gently, as if waiting for her answer.
“Miss Thompson, your leader is coming today, right?”
She asked again, as if she wouldn’t give up until she got what she wanted.
Molly glanced at her, her tone indifferent, “What’s it to you?”
Scarlett Jackson’s breathing halted.
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