Under the bright lights, Gerald Barham appeared even more despondent and helpless. I had no choice but to recall Josephine Lane's instructions, so I shook my head and said, "I'm sorry, I don't know either."
Clearly, Gerald Barham didn't believe me. He tightly grasped my wrist, pleading, "Xiang'er, just tell me. We've come this far together, you've seen it. I can't accept it like this."
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