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... emotion, without a single caring thought!
’Annabelle Linton, is it that if I don’t force you, you can’t even be bothered to spare me a glance?!’
Annabelle Linton had just brought a spoonful of porridge to Leona Grant’s lips when he smacked it away.
A voice cold enough to freeze hell itself filled Annabelle Linton’s ears. "Where have you been?"
Annabelle Linton stared impassively at the spilled porridge for a few seconds before scooping up another spoonful and hold ...
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