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It was such an easy thing, but he made it extremely difficult.

Maybe because he had lost too much weight and looked too pale, Heriberto’s eyes actually had a few wrinkles at the corners when he smiled.

Iris shut me down with every sentence. I didn’t know what to say, so I just said, “I took some jewelry photos at Freyston on Sunday, it seems like they were left by your grandmother, so I brought them over for you.”

“Um.”

Iris nodded slightly again, looking as aloof as before, “I heard from Zayden that you were constantly inflating the prices of the items at the spring auction on Sunday, so I told Zayden to give up and not compete with you.”

Heriberto listened to her words, his eyes dimmed and he asked, “Are you with Zayden?”

Iris heard that, raised her eyebrows slightly, “My business has nothing to do with Mr. Hale now.”

“What’s the relationship between you and that man just now?” Heriberto asked, with a hint of anger in his eyes.

Iris had a blank expression and repeated, “I said, it’s my business, none of your concern with Mr. Hale now.”

Heriberto suddenly chuckled, “Iris, you’ve grown up, learning to play both sides.”

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Just now that man looked so much like his deceased brother, he didn’t believe it. Iris and that man have no connection.

Iris and

him, Iris seemed to be used to it, not getting angry at all, just calmly saying, “Mr. Hale, give me a price for my grandmother’s

that Heriberto had ordered in advance, and they set it up at

didn’t say

picked up the napkin and laid it on his

since he had a good

to have a meal with him, it’s that he didn’t feel like it, didn’t have the appetite. For

smiling sweetly, carefully serving him food, removing fish bones and peeling shrimp for him, and attentively

glanced casually at the food on

of the dishes were

friend is still waiting for me. If Mr. Hale

said, stood up directly, turned around and was about to

her wrist

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to see the big hand holding

was her

her, it always sent shivers down her

now, there’s

“Iris, I’m sorry!”

her, in a low, hoarse voice with a hint of trembling, like a guitar string being plucked,

heart lake

is the first time Heriberto has bowed his head in front

all

self–righteous, blind, and foolish, couldn’t see the truth, couldn’t

wrong, give me another