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... tishness, was tempting.

"Young Master, please have some tea."

As his thoughts swirled, a vaguely familiar female voice reached his ears.

Thomas Shannon slowly lifted his head, his cold eyes shooting out a gaze as sharp as a knife blade. Amelia Shaw, dressed in the uniform of a servant, held a tray, a slight smile on her face.

"What are you doing here?"

Ice instantly covered Thomas Shannon’s handsome face as he stood up abruptly. "Butler, get over here this ...

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