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Chapter 62: Thief
His mother was still ranting about Jessica and Evan when Roger lost it. "Mom, her name is Jessica. That child is my son. From the moment you came in, have you ever looked at your own son? Can't you see that I am sick? I was going to rest but you decided to barge in, not even ask how I am doing but go off about my son!?" Roger raged angrily. At this point, Duaba noticed Roger indeed seemed to be sick. "How did you get sick? Maybe it was because of that b***h?" His mother growled. Roger stood up tiredly and stomped out without saying a word. He noticed his car was still here so that meant Jessica must still be here somewhere. How had his mother missed her if she was still upstairs? Roger walked in his garden, trying to see where Jessica could hide. He had to hide his smile when he n
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