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CHAPTER 67
The second Dolly Yang disconnected the call, she dialled another number quickly and fortunately, it was recieved.
"Hello, Tremor…... yes, It's me."
"Afternoon, Dolly. What's with the hurry?" He inquired, sensing the worry in her tone.
"I need your help."
"With?"
"I want you to help me track or trace someone. All I have is a voice recording, but can you do something with it?"
There was a minute silence on the other end before she finally got her response, " fine, forward the recording to me and I'll check things up."
An appreciative smile crossed her lips after hearing his response and her heart eased. "Thanks."
"By the way, Dolly, can you perhaps streamline things for me. Any info you have would do."
He requested while she nodded her head affirmatively.
"Sure. She is a fashion designer at Liu's company."
"Good."
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