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His eyes flashed as he turned towards her. Earles, but it is a good one. The same teardrop bust, the same long waist, the same thick legs. And it hampers us. Whatever anticipation Ann Veronica had formed of this vanished in the reality. “Can I bring you anything, sir—a whisky and soda, or a liqueur? You’ll excuse me, sir, but you haven’t touched your coffee. Wait a moment. It was his tall stance and his pale skin that drew him out of the crowd. Now, let’s get down to business.
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