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Clem's ears were completely blushed, just like a naive boy who was flirted for the first time.
Macve found it so amusing. "I just snatched your lollipop when we were kids. And you're still holding a grudge even now? You're always like this whenever you see me. But I'm not doing that thing anymore." She shook her head slightly and sighed. 'Where is that tough man who made Molly frightened?'
"No." Clem lowered his voice. "Who's holding a grudge?" He was st too self-conscious and unnatural in front of her.
"What did you say?" Maeve asked in confusion,
"I'm not." Clem looked away and pulled up his shirt.
Maeve gasped as she saw the messy bandages on his abdomen and the blood that seeped out. 'You called this not serious?'
She immediately removed the bandage and threw it into the trash can. From the corner of her eye, she saw-the office door suddenly open.
Immediately after, a familiar figure walked in.
"Maeve, you left your lipstick in my car." Byron walked in with heavy steps. He casually glanced around the room and suddenly stopped.
. Clem sat on the sofa with his shirt wide open while Maeve was squatting in front of him.
From this angle, her hand seemed to be touching his abs. "What are you doing?" Byron's face darkened. 'I have abs. Why are you touching another man?'
she had been caught
have problems with your eyes, right?" When he met
I ask you?" Byron's face was freezing cold. His brows furrowed as he said to Maeve in
mean that it was over because Byron still
frowned and said in a heavier tone, "Don't
and didn't even look at
wanted to say something unpleasant to chase Byron away, but after a second thought, he realized this would only make things more difficult for her so he
cold like frozen
and abruptly grabbed Maeve's arm to pull
also stood up and grabbed Maeve's other arm. "What are you
two of us. Get away." A chill seeped out from the depths of Byron's dark eyes. "Let
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this to you." Clem's playful smile disappeared, and his expression became colder. "Can't you see that she doesn't
both top-notch in their respective fields. But now, they were like lions fighting for courtship, despising all the males around Maeve with
men let go of her
on each of her wrists. Maeve glared at Byron. "Look
hand too.
did it first." Maeve said angrily, "Can't you see that
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