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It was Mr. Mayer’s birthday. I sent Serena a message early in the morning: [Nine o'clock, see you at the front gate of the mansion.]
She didn't come home these days, so there was no way to go with her, I could only get her there.
I waited for a while, but she didn't reply. But I knew she wouldn’t be late.
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