Chapter 1789

"You knew you were speaking for him," Burke Woolly said, his voice colder.

Mark Salome lightly bit his lip and nodded: "Yes, it's him."

Berk Wully, with a domineering attitude, snatched Mark Salome's phone. Mark Salome, feeling frustrated and annoyed, retorted, "Berk Wully... he's my friend. Regard...

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