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Chapter 392: Matthew Is Just a Friend
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Matthew smiles and stands up as if he were a politician, grinning and waving to the voting public.

"That's right! We are very excited about the swearing-in of our friend. Matt was hiding in the slums, hopeless and without a future, until God was merciful and showed him the truth that sets him free!" Jacqueline continued with her enthusiastic and animated praise.

Walter smiled at his younger sister. He approached her and whispered, "Let the folks have their fun, sis."

"Oh, yes, I didn't want
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