Chapter 111 Trading His 'Wife' for Me

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  Evelyn stepped out in her racing suit, spotting Julian waiting with this quietly patient look on his face.   She strolled over with a smile. "I'm ready. Let's go."   Julian gave her a once-over, eyes lingering on her all-black outfit and the high ponytail she wore.   He reached out, took her hand, and gently pulled her to sit in front of him. "Let me fix your hair," he said as he started fiddling with the ponytail.   Evelyn couldn't see what he was doing, but she sat still anyway.   Tilting her body slightly straighter, she chuckled, "You know how to braid?"   Julian's movements were a little clumsy. He cleared his throat, "I think… I kinda do?"   The braid ended up a bit loose and messy.   He stared at the slightly frizzy tail, brows furrowed.   After a moment's thought, he gat

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