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a top-tier private ocean-view resta

stepped forward respectfully and opened the doo

re reservations six months in advance and to serve only the mo

tment can dine at a place like this

to the attendant: "The owner of Polaris Air Cargo is a black-card

ted it. We were led to the private room w

s he handed over the menus, and the di

e Cyril ordered only a blue-rare steak-almost

ly touched the side dishes, only cutting that almos

yet it betrayed a hidden fero

ed liquid slid over his pale, thin lips; the scene wa

?" I cut a small piece of W

apple bobbing. "My stomach isn't great. The d

on and a bad stomach-it seems high-altitud

ceived a major antique restoration commission from

ised admiration in his eyes. "Y

d me was entirely because Cyril had secretly instructed the clan

cheeks, and after a moment's hesitation told him that

people are like sticky taffy-they've been

htened sharply around his knife and fork; he actually sque

ater. "Do you need me to help handle it?

n't want to drag you into my messed-u

bill. Instead, he took a dark-gold metal card dir

at the card engraved with

r Cargo, and also a supplementary credit

ed with a high-tier vampire protection array. As long as I held it, n

sic etiquette toward my contract wife. Don't refu

d, I did not stand on ceremony and accepted it. "Thank you. I'll c

ardly. He sat on hundreds of billions in trust funds,

wood cabin, we said go

f the living room and called Colin. His voice was ice-cold: "Before dawn, make all those th

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osed door of the master bedroom, sensing the

t way, because I was a monster in the darkness, whi