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The air reeked of fuel 30

Julian had heard Tamain speak for a while and called out worriedly. Tamil” 

“Mr. Russell, thank you. And about last time, I’m sorryTamsin snapped back to sality and tried to suppress her sobs while saying weakly, I was a bit drunk then, and I really wanted to repay you. Mr. Russell. That’s why I did amething so out of line. I know I was wrong

Julian replied. It’s okay, I’m not mad at you. Don’t overthink it. It s gettin 

getting cold. Dress warmly. Don’t catch a cold

His familial tone reassured her. You too, Mr. Russell,she said, trying to sound cheerful

At least I’ll have Jalan. Cecilia will never have him, she were inwardly

In the afternoon, Cecilia transfered all the funds from her unfrogen account in the one Victor had left her, specifically instructing the bank to block all unauthorized acces 

After doing this, shy timed it perfectly and teurely walked out of the neighborhood. This place was indeed close to Feynman University, pasta ben minute walk, and the could sleep a bit kunget. As she entered the classrann, Cecilia happened to run into Lancelot

Sering Corila, Lañcakit crued his arms and raised his chin at her, then wagered into the classes

1dot,” Gerala mullared, then geted his provocation and quietly walked 

I planned to sit as the back, but the soly available seat was next to Lancelot in the front com 

decosity, why is everyone lighting for the back seat Cecilia complained inwardly 

Xi this moment, the enter that was watching them. Some looked dildainful, but most were curious, her had and their place, and 

and many came from influentul 

An for Cecilia and Länelt, she was 

i Julian’s wile, while he was a brother. And as far as not knew her of them know anything about finance. They were only here because

Cerita pursed her lips and sat down in the middle of the brood 

“What are you looking at? Never seen and hair bele? Or so good boding Later probably also send the gases. He leaned back in his chats, hands behind has bead as he spoke arogantly

Symeone whispered something in disdain, though the voice was low, Lancelot clearly heard 11

Chapter 20 Im Her Husband, You Wa 

Her from Me?

nd it when people talked about him behind his back. So he frowned

the table, and stood up abruptly, his movements swift and imposing. Everyone and him wat 

Actually

vidn’t help but feel sorry for their well for the instructor

actor. Although the finance graduate program only had one class, none 

ass, none of the studer 

the students were easy to deal with: Offending any one 

The air reeked of fuel

The air reeked of fuel

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