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Liam, Harriet, And Arai
While thinking that, he tried to reach for the glass of water on the side table. Since he was quite far away, he had to turn the wheel of his chair a little, but his hands felt weak. As his hands trembled, and his head felt dizzy, he accidentally nudged the glass with one hand outstretched forward. PRANG! Sir Russell rushed into the room and saw Liam's leg injured by broken glass. The man in the wheelchair looked up and smiled blandly at Sir Russell. "Don't worry, I'm fine," he said, pulling the shards of glass from the skin of his calves that was covered with his trousers and throwing them away. Sir Russel pulled out Liam's wheelchair away then called for the maid to clean up the broken glass on the floor. The burly and tall man saw the wound on Liam's leg and it didn't close immedi
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