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... the hotel driver with a simple gesture. The young man swallowed hard as he approached the car, as if entrusted with guarding a cursed treasure.
“Don’t scratch it,” Vergil said with a half-smile, his gaze cold and lazy.
“Y-yes, sir!” the young man replied, nearly tripping over his own tongue as he started the engine.
The hotel lobby was a spectacle in itself. Crystal chandeliers hung like frozen waterfalls, and the white marble reflected the golden light from strategicall ...
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