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Raymond's eyes narrowed as he listened to the voice on the other end of the line. "Oh, Raymond, Raymond," the voice on the other end of the line was dark, taunting, and dripping with malice. Raymond’s grip on the phone tightened, his jaw clenched. "Nice to hear from you, Raymond," the voice crooned, almost mockingly. "You say you want death? Huh?" Raymond's pulse quickened, but he refused to let it show. His voice remained cold, calculated. "Thirty billion worth of orders. Send them now to my warehouse. You have one hour."

I said smoothly. “Are you guys going to eat and stop keeping your father waiting?” Mum voiced echoed from the kitchen. With a few pancakes stuffed in my mouth, I grabbed my cup gulping the juice in a go. “Mum, we are done. Leaving already.” “What, but am not even—” I wasted no time pulling Diane out of the house, Lucian was leaning on the black SUV hands buried in his pockets, he was in a black shirt, two buttons undone muscles peeking out. Fitted pants that hugged his torso, enough for me to see his dick shape from within he smirked at me as if he could read what I was thinking in my mind.

He took initiative and picked out a few promising candidates from the display, from hyper-realistic to completely novel, pulling down their packages to bring to Rayan's attention. "Here, pick from these four." Scott passed the packages over. "These two have vibration motors with USB charging, and these two are just plain. If you want, I'm sure the girl at the counter will let to see how strong the vibration is." "O–o–ok–kay..." Rayan stammered.

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Here is the content of the chat. Zero: "Good morning, my future. Are you still able to hold your miss for me?" Zeva wanted to reply, "No, I can't afford it. I really miss you. Come on, please, hurry back here." However, Zeva's sense of prestige is very large to be able to type those sentences. In the end, Zeva just chose to read it, without replying. Zeva wants to know whether Zero will be grumpy and spam-chat her or not.