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... st to flare up, throwing the purse Jasmine ‘gave’ her onto the table and angrily questioning, “Irine, what do you mean by this! Are you doing this on purpose to screw me over?”
Irine was the woman who had just been trying hard to push Jasmine to go to the banquet; she nonchalantly flicked her bright red fingernails and said, “We’re best friends, how could I do that to you on purpose?”
“Best friends, not screwing me over? Not screwing me over, then why are you constantly filling J ...
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