Chapter 142 This isn't her home.

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  Nelson Cooper lowered his gaze, staring at the phone on the table.   "If she'd stayed with me these three years, you think things would've been different?"   "Huh?"   Dominic only caught the part about 'three years' and looked confused, one leg crossed casually.   "What now? You having another one of your episodes?"   Nelson didn't respond. He simply gathered the papers on the table, grabbed his phone, and stood up.   "Wanna go grab a bite?"   His voice was calm as ever, and his face looked dead serious—not like he was joking.   Dominic glanced at the time.   "Right now?"   This time of day, it wasn't quite breakfast, not quite lunch.   Nelson had already picked up his car keys.   "Lotus Smoke's kinda far from here. With traffic, it'll take about an hour. By then, perfect tim

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