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"Young master, get up quickly. The floor is cool." Joel Maher hurried over and lifted Spike up, placing him on the sofa. The old man spoke with profound concern, "Miss Nicole is enjoying her snacks. The young master just rushed over and got some cream on his sleeve. Miss Nicole didn't want to soil his clothes, so she pushed him away." "Is that so?" Spike widened his eyes and looked at Nicole. But Nicole continued to bury her head and eat her snacks, her brows and eyes lowered, concealing her emotions from everyone. However, Spike clearly felt that Nicole no longer liked him. Before, Nicole didn't speak much but would look at him with those big eyes. The reflection of his figure in her black pupils made him feel satisfied. Now, he felt like his sky had turned gray. After comforting