“Huh?” Phineas covered his cheek with a hand, dumbfounded.
***
Meanwhile, inside a room in Estelle Hotel, Dahlia was lying strewn across the bed, nearly unconscious, her head heavy and her body weak.
Matt stood next to her, grinning wickedly as he admired her voluptuous figure.
“Dahlia, I have to admit. You sure are a beauty...” He murmured.
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