Myra’s pinkish face flushed a deep red immediately and she turned to glare at Tony. “I’m just 24, whereas you are almost 35 years old now! Who is the old one here?”
“Are you complaining that I’m old?” Tony’s eyes narrowed in warning when he heard that.
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