Chapter 83 A Man's Deep Affection is All Lies

Sloane's POV

Under the cold lights of the morgue, I wore sterile gloves and bent down to carefully examine the deceased's body.

When my fingertips touched a barely noticeable old bruise on his abdomen, my movements suddenly froze.

I looked up at Lila and Jessie, who were so nervous they were hol...

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