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... ght slept until late morning.
By the time she got up, Glenn Hutchinson, that indulgent bastard, had disappeared without a trace. The only thing that soothed her was the breakfast laid out on the table.
Not much, just two steamed buns and a bowl of porridge, but in this place, it was already considered a delicious meal.
After finishing her breakfast, Flossie stretched lazily, changed into casual clothes, and stepped out.
At eleven in the morning, the people at the ...
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