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As she spoke, Jessica turned and walked back toward the pavilion, dialing Madame Johnson’s number as she approached the small corridor.
The driver stayed behind at the pavilion.
When mother and daughter entered the small corridor, they saw a monk in a gray robe sitting at the door, reading a scripture in his hands. The man appeared to be in his early forties, with a bald head and large ears, looking quite prosperous.
“Excuse me, is Master Dyan here?” Jessica stepped forward and asked the monk.
“The benefactor is here,” the monk looked up and said, noticing them.
“Does Master know us?” Jessica’s expression changed. She was afraid
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