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... > She was really waiting for Henry Maxwell.
Percy Stanton’s gaze, icy as if it harbored frost, looked at Isabel Smith’s eyes, growing colder and colder, filled with an anger that seemed like it could freeze her in an instant.
Suddenly, a red limited-edition convertible Porsche stopped in front of Isabel Smith, interrupting Percy Stanton’s anger.
Following this, the car door was opened; Henry Maxwell, dressed in a suit, stepped out of the car. He exchanged some words with ...
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