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"Be careful!"
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Seeing Jeremiah approach Basil Jaak, and the distinct contrast in their builds, Fiona Turner couldn't help but cry out from the chairman's stand.
Seeing Fiona worried for Basil Jaak, her face tense with concern, Xenia Wendleton pouted her lips, looking a bit huffy, and let out a soft "hmmph." Beside her, Dawn Sutton's expression became stiff, her look strange.
"Who are you telling to be careful?" Sir Turner chuckled softly and asked Fiona from the chairman's stand.
Fiona's pretty face blushed as she said, "I'm not telling Basil Jaak to be careful, I'm just saying they should prioritize peace and avoid getting hurt."
"Is that so? I didn't say you were talking about Basil Jaak," Sir Turner retorted, still chuckling.
Fiona blushed, and with a coquettish tone, she said, "Grandpa! Don't make wild guesses, okay? You're too sly for me to argue with..."
