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 friendly and paid with salary. They said they would follow

keep an

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

it. I can extract the information. Send it

"Yes, Mr. Russell.”

eating the durian, she watched a soap opera.

and was taken aback. Then she swiped

of dust on all furniture.” “Did you return home?” Mya was surprised. “Didn't you tell me you would come back this

Shirley sounded worried. “Where are you now? Why aren't you home

please, Mom. I'm in my friend's house.” Mya felt guilty. “Which friend? Give me the location. Hurry!” Shirley was anxious

intense migraine as she couldn't tell her mother

so, her

so late now. I'll go home tomorrow. It’s time to sleep. You should go to bed. See you.” Then Mya

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