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... finished speaking, Timothy Xavier likely made a phone call. His voice was cold, but his authoritative tone allowed no room for debate: "Jolie, go to finance tomorrow to settle the accounts, and after that, you don’t need to work at Xavier Group anymore."
Then, he carried the medical kit into my room.
Timothy Xavier’s face was cold as he headed straight to sit by the bed.
He held my ankle and rested my leg on his lap.
"It’s going to hurt a bit, bear with it."
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