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... ive—he had clearly anticipated the consequences of Micheal provoking Madam.
"Insert a nasogastric tube for him," Camilla tossed a handkerchief onto Micheal’s body, her crimson lips curling into a slow, icy smile.
"Now we won’t have to worry about his meals."
Without another word—or even a backward glance—she turned and walked away.
Her slender, graceful figure exuded an indescribable chill.
The black Rolls-Royce pulled away, heading straight for the Luther ...
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