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Chapter 92

"I don't know what you're talking about," Abelin said coldly.

Bryce's gaze turned meaningful after he glanced at the broken cigarette in Abelin's hand. He said, "Holly's my wife. No matter what your last name is, don't disturb her."

Abelin shrugged and said with a provocative expression, "What are you afraid of?"

Bryce's eyes turned a little icy as he eyed Abelin. He began to exude a chilly air.

Abelin responded with a challenging smirk.

Chuckling, Bryce tapped his cigarette on the ashtray before remarking, "Holly took the initiative to invite me to dinner today. You saw for yourself just how much she cares about me."

His voice was deep, and a faint smile seemed to dance on the corners of his lips. It was hard to tell what he was feeling.

Abelin stiffened, his smile fading.

"Take good care of her," he said before getting up to leave.

Bryce's eyes were as cold as ice as he retorted, "You're an outsider. Isn't it a little inappropriate for you to express so much concern for my w
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