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... e in his tone.
She slowly opened her eyes and turned her head to look at Eugene Vaughn beside her.
He sat at the corner of the sofa, a meter away from her, still wearing the casual tracksuit from the morning. His short hair was wet, as were his shoulders and clothes.
He leaned his head back, resting it on the sofa, with legs and arms sprawled out in a lazy and carefree manner as if he had drunk too much.
Victoria Sinclair asked in a soft voice, "Did you drive your ...
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