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a top-tier private ocean-view resta

stepped forward respectfully and opened the d

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

tment can dine at a place like this

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

le he ordered only a blue-rare steak--almost

touched the side dishes, only cutting that almost

yet it betrayed a hidden fero

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

?" I cut a small piece of W

pple bobbing. "My stomach isn't great. The do

on and a bad stomach--it seems high-altitu

ceived a major antique restoration commission from

ed admiration in his eyes. "Yo

nd me was entirely because he had secretly instructed the clan c

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

people are like sticky taffy--they've been

ned sharply around his knife and fork; he actually squeez

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

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

ll. Instead, he took a dark-gold metal card dire

at the card engraved with

ir Cargo, and also a supplementary cred

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

asic etiquette toward my contract wife. Don't re

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

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

wood cabin, we said go

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

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osed door of the master bedroom, sensing the

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