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... grand black office chair which was behind a glass and gem-inlaid desk.

Holding a black bottle in her hand, the woman made a swirl with her chair, her blonde hair blowing as she turned and when she completed her 360-degree turn, she took a swig from the bottle in her hand.

"And that's enough, Alice, there is no reason for you to get drunk this morning," a woman with red hair and an eye patch over her right eye said, moving forward and quickly seizing the black bottle from the wom ...

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