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... till lingering in the air. His old kitchen chair creaked beneath him as he leaned back, the plastic phone warm against his cheek.
"Lucious," came Mr. Weng’s voice, smooth and crisp, like silk over glass. "You free this week?"
He slurped the last of the broth, set the bowl aside, and reached for a paper napkin. "Depends. Why?"
"There’s an event being hosted by the Huang family. One of the oldest, wealthiest names in the capital. A fashion gala—invitation only. Top-tier gue ...
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