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... was draped in gowns, blouses, coats, even lingerie she hadn’t dared to touch but which the stylists whispered would "make her divine." Shoes lined the floor, glittering like weapons. The staff treated her like she was royalty; she just floated through the storm, still dizzy from the confrontation.
Finally, Lux strolled forward again. Hands in pockets, calm as a king visiting his treasury. "All of it," he said simply, his voice carrying finality that made the staff’s jaws drop.
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