Chapter 127 Blocked

He leaned against the car door in a long charcoal-gray coat. When he saw Sienna emerge, he pushed up the sunglasses perched on his nose.

"Well, well, Miss Sienna. Your sense of time is as 'impressive' as ever. We said eight o'clock—it's already eight-twenty."

"I'm still recovering. Cut me some sl...

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