Chapter 1217 .

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"You okay, Mark?"

"I'm fine, Mike. Why?"

"You're looking a little... Hmmm, I guess the word is tender..."

I looked up to see a smug grin on his face. Chris was trying and failing not to laugh. "Good weekend?" the latter asked.

I leaned back, taking a sip of my coffee. "Cindy organised a...

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