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... inishing the cake."
Trevor’s gentle gaze fell on the girl, as if intentionally speaking for Ian to hear.
Sure enough, Ian looked up at Jocelyn Morgan.
"Didn’t you say noon? So soon?" Jocelyn Morgan asked, blinking while eating the cake.
Trevor told her, "We also need to do some preparation work."
So what were they going to do?
Ian only caught the tail end of the conversation; he was late!
"Auntie, how does the porridge taste? Does it suit y ...
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