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Chapter 120. Dress Code
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... parcel lying on her bed. Her thoughts raced, tangled between curiosity and unease.
Only Mr. Frederick ever sends anything to this room... and only when I’m not around. But since I’ve had this phone with me, he hasn’t sent anyone. Why now? Her brows furrowed as she tried to connect the dots.
She stood still for a moment, hesitant to move closer to the parcel. A wave of caution washed over her.
"I can’t touch it yet... I need to be sure this came from him," she muttered to ...
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