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... d a faint scent of flowers enveloped him; it was a very spacious conference room. Seven green glass chandeliers hung from the ceiling, and the dark red walls were adorned with oil paintings.
Stepping into the room felt like being enveloped by a force field; the sparse noise outside abruptly vanished as he looked back, only to see the confidential secretary had quietly closed the door.
A long white table spanned the room, with a blue and brown carpet stretching to the far end. The ...
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