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... , his fingers clenched into a fist, but he had nowhere to vent.
Asher Land rolled down the car window, elegantly curving his lips.
"Mr. Davis, the car Sophie Smith drove out last night, I’ll take it back first. On another day, I’ll have someone send it back."
"No need." Nolan Davis’s voice was exceptionally cold, "If Third Young Master Land likes it, just take it."
"Mr. Davis is indeed a generous person." Asher Land chuckled softly, "When I come to the Davis Famil ...
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