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hat I acquired from my companion," he murmured into her ear"I ordinarily wear it to look cool yet didn't expect you'd see it soon." Henry eliminated the watch and put it into his

saw a week ago. I keep thinking about whether you will accompany him or not one week from now." Stevelord's faked grin immediately went solid. Grinning embarrassedly, Joyce then, at that point, gave Beatrice a deadly glare and immediately redirected the conversation. "At any rate, on the off chance that you'd like, I can allude Henry to the Carter family's organization. I'm certain they'd take him in regardless of whether he know any specialized abilities. Perhaps he can do the errands like wiping the floor and cleaning the latrine, something like that. All things considered, it's smarter to have a genuine occupation than meandering around inactively in the wake of getting hitched" Beatrice took an anxious look at Henry. Startlingly, he didn't appear to mind such offending words. He just broke into a comforting grin and waved his hand contemptuously. "No, much obliged. I like wandering around outside." Without getting the response she expected, Joyce's face fell and she got back to her seat glumly, hauling Stevelord alongside her. Before long, the minister showed up and quickly completed the wedding. Hemry returned Beatrice to a little house in the suburb. The spot was little, old, and decrepit, yet basically they had