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6. The Cheque

She immediately covers the screen and hides in the bathroom, "Hello War... What can I do for you, Mr. Owl? "

Ethan Owl had just eaten lunch, and the silk embroidered tablecloth was full of delicacies. He barely moved. "Have you eaten yet?"

"Yes."Too lazy to respond.

"What have you been eating?"

"Roast Grilled Fish... " She stuttered a little, even more nervous than when she was called on to answer questions in class.

"My grandfather just called and said you were too skinny to eat more. I only have a few dishes here that do not move much. I'll ask Jack to pack them up and send them to you later."

The man's voice is low and soft. She sounds like a cello, but she can not rise at all. She nods, "OK, OK! I do not mind the leftovers."

Warlord scoff. Hmph! What is this girl thinking?

"Do you mind the leftovers I sent you?" These dishes are too cold for him.

"I do mind! No! I mean, I do not mi
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