Sniffing the strong durian smell in the room, Mya blinked while watching him.

“Does Finnley dislike this smell?

Mya immediately stood up, closed the box, and tied the bag. Then she trotted into the bedroom.

Shortly after, she rushed out to turn on the ventilation system in the living room.

“Are you all right?" She trotted to the bathroom door. Seeing him washing his hands, she could tell he had overcome it. She felt sorry. “I'm OK.” When Finnley left the bathroom, he could tell the durian smell faded slightly. “Have you finished it all?”

“Nah. I put it in the bedroom.” She followed him. “Have you never tried led

Finnley didn't answer. Raising his wrist, he checked the watch. “It's getting late. Good night.”

Suddenly, his phone rang. Finnley picked it up and checked the caller ID. Instead of walking away, he swiped to answer in Mya’s presence. “Hello?”

Russell, we've found all Leslie Eastwood's wives and sent them to the villa. They are served

an eye

the man on the other end of the line added in a low voice, “Before Ingrid passed away, the last person she called was Leslie Eastwood. They talked for five

phone well,” Finnley reminded them, “Don’t repair it. I can extract the information. Send

"Yes, Mr. Russell.”

the bedroom. While eating the durian, she watched a soap opera. Her

rang. She picked it up and was

in confusion. “I didn't see you or the servants at home. There's a layer of dust on all furniture.” “Did you return home?” Mya was surprised. “Didn't you tell me you would come

to surprise you.” Shirley sounded worried. “Where are you now? Why aren't

me the location. Hurry!” Shirley was anxious and missed her indeed. She wondered how her daughter had spent

couldn't tell her mother she

her

to bed. See

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