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Chapter 142 Who?

Travis rose from his seat, displeased as he surveyed the wrinkled coat and the visible traces of dust on his clothes.

Sabrina suppressed a smile, offering him a wet wipe from her bag.

"Let's clean that up first."

Men with cleanliness obsessions were delicate creatures indeed.

Travis used the wet wipe to remove the visible dust, but despite his efforts, he still felt unsettled.

The wrinkled clothes made him uncomfortable all over, and the sight of the dust on the ...

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