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Chapter 60: [2.33] The Summoning of the Shopping Demon
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... gar at three in the afternoon, which meant Chef Laurent had visited that morning and left destruction in his wake. The marble island bore evidence of his artistry: macarons arranged in perfect rows by color gradient, fruit tarts glazed to mirror-like perfection, and tiny éclairs that probably cost more per unit than most people’s lunches.
Nobody was eating them.
Harlow sat cross-legged on one of the barstools, phone held close to her face, giggling at something on her screen. Her ...
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