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"Mr. Quartley, are you really willing to let things be like this?" Janice called Flynt and asked, "Do you want to cooperate with me?"
"Miss Simpson, don't do this." Flynt's voice was very low. "Where are you?"
"The hotel, of course." Janice said, "Don't do this? I haven't even done anything. Don't you also have feelings for Celeste too?"
"Why don't you come out." Flynt said, "I'm in a car outside your hotel."
"Okay, I'll be there." Janice smiled faintly, and there was a hint of smugness in her eyes. In her opinion, Flynt was in the same boat as her.
The person they fancied did not feel the same for them, and only those who had unrequited feelings knew this feeling well.
Janice soon found Flynt, and she immediately got into the car. She smiled at him after she closed the door.
"Mr. Quartley, you're here because you're still reluctant to give up, aren't you?"