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... idn’t know when to stop, even intentionally demeaning himself.

Sorry.

Julius Reed is no saint, and he prefers to settle scores face-to-face.

But at that moment, Zalman Michael, who didn’t know whether he was coming or going, decided to join in, and that was simply asking for trouble.

Regarding this woman, Julius Reed was very clear about her background.

Just as the outside world rumored, Zalman Michael was Miguel Abbott’s mistress. Over the years, she had ...

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