Chapter 70: Stealing Half a Day of Leisure_1

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Yves King's eyes were wide as saucers, looking at her in utter astonishment. "Have you truly studied psychology? Did your mentor never tell you that your logical deductions are strangely peculiar and ingenious?"

"Based on your feeble attempts to cover up," Faye Owen said elegantly as she sipped her water, becoming serious, "I am even more convinced that my theories are correct." Her eyes held a glimmer of cunning brilliance.

"Alright, alright, you win. You have disgusted me," Yves King stood up, looking distressed and bitter, "Congratulations, you have succeeded in taking your revenge on me. I hope we both have sweet dreams tonight. It's unbelievable how foolish I have been, to think you would put our old enmities aside and help me heal my emotional wounds."