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Whitney: You black-hearted, treacherous, conniving scoundrel. Clayton: Your flattery warms my heart

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Judith McNaught
Age: 80
Born: 1944
Born: May 10
Author
Novelist
Writer
San Luis Obispo
California
Flattery
Hearted
Clayton
Black
Conniving
Scoundrel
Heart
Warms
Whitney
Scoundrels
Treacherous

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