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Chapter 6

作者: Thousand Slips
I walked out of the office building, the sunlight was blinding.

However, I didn’t feel even a trace of warmth.

My phone rang.

Heavy breathing came from the other end of the line.

“Eden…” The voice belonged to Cameron. He wasn’t dead.

I breathed a sigh of relief, only for fear to wash over me.

“Where are you?”

“Where’s your lover boy? Tell him to show his face!

“I want to kill you! I’ll tear you to pieces!

“I’m looking right at you…”

I jerked my head back.

Amid the crowded st
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