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The black wrought iron gate, adorned only with understated thorn patterns...didn't look like the entrance to a prestigious household.,She hurriedly put the hat she was holding in her arms on her head and followed him. But just a few steps later, she remembered to go back and close the door. But when she turned around, she saw that the gate of the manor had closed by itself.,That was a clear voice that exuded an air of nobility, a melodious tone that matched her beauty.。