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MEANWHILE, as Bruce and Samantha went onto the Sandoval mansion, both of them immediately went into the bedroom with grimaces on their faces. Bruce let go of Samantha’s hand, and the latter couldn’t care less.
Her mind was wandering on August’s existence and she didn’t even notice it anymore.
“Hey, sister-in-law—”
Daphne, who just walked onto the living room, waved her hand as she was about to greet Samantha… Only for Samantha to not greet her back, nor even take a glance at her.
“Wow…” Daphne parted her lips in shock.
When she moved her gaze to Bruce, she saw how his brows were furrowed, too.
“You two had a love quarrel, didn't you?!” She added teasing them, but no on
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