Chapter 48 Your Sweet Talk Doesn't Work on Me Anymore

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  Xesha's POV   I didn't want to bother him, but letting him make a scene was also unacceptable.   Grandma's neighborhood was quiet and peaceful, even though it was a bit far from downtown Manhattan, because it was mostly inhabited by elderly people who wanted tranquility.   Letting him act this wildly would cause a commotion later.   "Xesha Foxx, open this damn door!"   "Hey! Don't you know what time it is? If you want to cause trouble, don't do it here. You've come here many times, but never in a polite manner."   Hearing the reprimanding voice outside, I rushed to open the door and found one of Grandma's neighbors who often helped her when I was away, talking to Jasper.   "Ah, Xesha. Is that your friend? He's been very noisy since this morning. We can't relax," she said.   "I'm

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