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Chapter 6

作者: Almost Night
"Let me get this straight. You actually bought it?"

Mason cornered me at my cubicle first thing the next morning.

He held his thermos, the tea leaves floating on the surface of the water.

I gave him a rough breakdown of what was in the letter.

"A single letter, and you just let it go?" He scoffed. "Leon, this is a classic move. Once they're caught red-handed, they turn around and play the sympathy card, using family sentiment to shut you up. In my third marriage, I caught—"

"Mason."

"I cau
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