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... r phone and placed a call to Thane, at first he didn’t pick up. Hence she called a taxi, directed him on where to go and tried to catch some sleep in the backseat.

However, barely some minutes after, Thane called back, and the moment Brooke heard his voice over the phone her eyes watered.

"Brooke I’m sorry for missing your call, I was in a meeting..."

In a sudden rush tears came gushing out of her eyes, she covered her mouth so he wouldn’t hear her cry.

Concerned ...

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