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... Aaron instinctively stepped backward. His back hit the wall, cold as ice, and his face was etched with hatred. His eyes widened, glaring fixedly at Julian Sterling; hatred was something that simply could not be concealed.
Julian looked at his appearance, which was radiating overwhelming resentment, and found it amusing. Hate? Who was the one who should truly feel hate? If Julian had not transmigrated here, if Ethan Caldwell had not paid attention to him, then who would be the one living ...
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