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Chapter 125 To Wait For The Opportunity To Meet

No one noticed that not far from the black Cayenne, there was a pair of red eyes filled with jealousy in a white Mercedes.

She held the steering wheel so tightly with both hands that they began to hurt.

She said, "Eleonora, go to hell!"

The car finally drove away from the neighborhood.

What she took...