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... out the last dish, the dining table was only occupied by plates of steaming food, nothing else.
He walked over and noticed the note left on the table.
[Have a good talk.]
While he was pondering over the meaning of the words, the door was pushed open.
Alexander Foster stood at the doorway, with an aura of severity around him and some food in his hand.
The atmosphere tensed up as their eyes met.
Instinctively, Milton crumpled the note into a ball an ...
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