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... Chris Fern also wanted to know where he had gone wrong.
Sylvan Cheney’s face was calm.
The cigarette in his hand had burned out, he discarded the butt at his feet, crushing it with his leather shoes.
After a while, Sylvan Cheney lit another cigarette, his actions elegant and natural.
“Do you think I wouldn’t know Teagan Cheney’s little tricks?” Sylvan Cheney sneered, “You all discovered his manipulations, of course, I did too.”
Sylvan Cheney stopped there, ...
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