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Chapter 55: Let's make use of the bed

"Haha. I try not to," he chuckled.

"Mr. Johnson, are you here?" a voice called out. Unlike Mr. Johnson, who looked over his shoulder to find the owner of the voice, Elsie had that murderer's voice engraved in her mind, bone. It was the voice of the woman who had ended her life and Aiden's.

That overly sweet voice made her suddenly nauseous.

"No, I am stuck in traffic," Mr. Johnson replied with a hint of sarcasm in his voice. His brow furrowed at the sight of the young woman wearing a colorful jumpsuit and braiding flowers into her hair.

Immediately, Trixson's face lost color. To hide her sunken expression, she chuckled lightly. "Hahaha, you are funny, sir. I thought I had mistaken you for someone else. You might have seen me on TV..."

"No, I don't watch TV," Mr. Johnson stated matter-of-factly.

"Oh," her shoulders sagged in disappointment. But she quickly recovered and produced a charming smile, extending her hand.
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