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?”

Eastwood's wives and sent them to the villa. They are served friendly and paid with salary. They said

job. Please keep an eye

a low voice, “Before Ingrid passed away, the last person she called was Leslie Eastwood. They talked for five minutes.

can extract the

"Yes, Mr. Russell.”

eating the durian, she watched

and was taken aback. Then she swiped to answer,

servants at home. There's a layer of dust on all furniture.” “Did you return

are you now? Why aren't you home

in my friend's house.” Mya felt guilty. “Which friend? Give me the location. Hurry!” Shirley was anxious and missed her indeed. She wondered how her

an intense migraine as she couldn't tell her mother she was staying with

so, her mother

go to bed. See you.” Then Mya ended the call. Shirley called her phone again, but

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