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Chapter 448

Yan had made the soup. Seeing that there was only Mckenna in the living room, he asked, "Mckenna, where is my Mrs Lincoln?" "Go upstairs and have a rest." Yan took the soup and went upstairs. As soon as Yan entered the bedroom, she saw the overcoat she had just put on Maine was thrown into the trash can. "Miss Taylor, is your coat dirty?" Maine was a little angry. She frowned and said seriously, "yes, it's dirty. Yan, send it to the dry cleaning shop later and wash it well." Yan gave the soup to her and said, "drink it while it's hot." Then he walked to the basket and picked up the overcoat. It was clean. "Miss Taylor, the coat is clean." While drinking the soup, Maine said, "it looks clean, but actually it's dirty." Yan was suspicious, but didn't say anything. She asked her to send it to the dry cleaning shop, so she had to. After drinking a few mouthfuls of soup and feeling a little better, Maine got out of bed and sat in front of the telephone to make a call. Call Jimmy—

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