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This is not a very new neighborhood. Yves King lit a cigarette, with his hands in his pockets, he walked upstairs. At this time, baby Cade was probably not home and she was probably going to be busy until midnight. The lock was new, but Yves King fiddled with it a bit and easily opened it.
He was at her home because Yves was going to register his marriage with Faye Owen tomorrow. Some things had to be clarified with her before the registration and had to be handled properly before the registration. As for Mabel Cooper, er, and Mandy Qamar, there was no problem. In the first place, none of them could have possibly developed a deeper relationship.
He walked into the room and looked around with a frown. Her destructive power was pretty impressive. He had just helped her clean up a little, and already many places were a mess again. Instead of calling her, he sat on the sofa and prepared to watch TV.
