Chapter 87

Ding-a-ling! Ding-a-ling!

Ding-a-ling!

At first, the doorbell rang with rhythm. Then it became urgent and insistent.

Emily pretended not to hear it, but her actions were swift and decisive—she climbed out of the bathtub, quickly dressed, and lazily settled onto the leather sofa to scroll thr...

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