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Chapter 89 The Same Script

Jocelyn couldn't believe her ears.

Her eyes were wide as grapes, frozen in place.

Gary's cheek gave a twitch.

Wasn’t this guy known for being all gentlemanly?

Shouldn’t he, at the very least, offer her a chair? Even if he didn’t let her sit on his lap, dragging over a seat wouldn't kill him, right?

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