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... > Benjamin Fred was doubtful about Richelle Dunn’s opinions, as his attempts to seek help were fruitless.

However, he had no choice but to, as instructed by Roy Lewis, notify the councillors one by one about an eight o’clock meeting with the acting president tonight.

Of course, Roy Lewis specifically instructed him to use the word “him” when speaking to each councillor, not “them.”

By eight o’clock in the evening, several councillors arrived punctually outside the preside ...

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