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... ttitude was somewhat humble, his voice hoarse and low.
Not yet fifty, no signs of age visible, one could see the striking and spirited aura from his youth, along with a reserved and steady presence. Dressed in a black suit, meticulously neat, with a straight posture, he quite had the demeanor of a business elite.
Yet, the moment he saw Nora Scott, all the exposed sharpness and vigor was completely retracted.
"Cough, cough—"
Miguel Smith widened his eyes, choking o ...
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