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... the two guests entered during their time of reservation, Madame Jensen had no choice but to look at them with wide eyes.

Had it not been for her professionalism helping her come to her senses in a flash, she would have committed the sin of staring at customers for the first time in her career.

Two men and women entered.

One was Apollonia, the princess she had been waiting for.

She was much more beautiful than the portrait Madame Jensen had seen.

Her strange, sparkli ...

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