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With a delicate cry, the woman stood up with a pale face.
The female servants quickly came over to help her clean up the coffee on her body.
During this process, her eyes were still filled with hatred as she stared at Rollins.
"I'm really sorry. My nose is allergic to the coffee that has been added with a lot of spices."
Rollins rubbed his nose as he said helplessly, "Beauty