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Chapter 286

Author: Kayla Sango
I was still trying to process the revelation about Nate's old blog when the golden retriever suddenly stood up from the corner where she'd been lying and began pacing in circles, clearly agitated.

"Oliver," Richard said, watching the dog with concern. "I think your patient is trying to tell us something."

Oliver immediately rose from his seat and moved toward the golden, who was now visibly uncomfortable—panting heavily and searching for a place to lie down.

"Showtime," he said, crouching
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