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194. Who's the most dangerous!
"Madam..." Nisha interrupted Sara's thoughts. Sara instructed her, "Warm up the food, please."
After dinner, Yohan headed straight to the study room. Sara went to the master bedroom to ensure everything was in order. She picked up Yohan's blazer from the stand to send it to the laundry. As she grabbed the shoes to have them cleaned, she noticed traces of blood on them. Sara froze, realizing it wasn't her imagination; she had indeed smelled blood while around him. Placing the shoes in a box, she put the blazer in the laundry basket and hurried to the dressing room to check further. Examining his clothes in the laundry basket, Sara discovered bloodstains on his white shirt, which left her deeply troubled.
"Sara," Yohan's deep voice startled her as he approached from behind. Realizing she had seen the blood, Yohan regretted not disposing of his clothes properly, knowing Sara would collect them for cleaning as usual. He should have handled it differently. He moved closer t
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Billionaire's Abused Wife 198. Familiar dinner with unfamiliar man
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