"Don't worry, it's fine," Grace answered. "Because actually... everyone at the Sanitation Service Center already knows about the accident that caused Jennifer Atkinson's death and my three years in prison.”
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The man reclining on the sofa held his cheek with one hand and a glass of red wine in the other, sipping from it occasionally. The man looked beautiful and innocent, and there was a hint of allure that unwittingly emanated from between his brows. It was if a slight glance from him could make anyone fall deep into the tightly woven net within his eyes.
And it's no wonder that so many ladies of note in Emerald City have feelings for him! Patrick studied Jason as he drank alone and could not help sighing internally.
"Why are you here drinking alone? If you're here to meet your friends, you should at least bring that woman. I really want to meet her. What kind of woman could make you abandon your Old Alpha on a holiday?" Patrick asked.
Patrick was curious about this woman. Although Jason said that it was just a game on the phone that day and that there was no good reason to meet her, he thought there was more to the story. Therefore, Patrick was dubious of Jason's statement.
Gripping the wine glass, Jason's fingers faltered a little. He stared at Patrick with a faint smile on his face. "Oh, do you really want to meet her?"
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