Chapter 232 epilogue

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It was just past noon when the last of the catering team finally left the penthouse, and I could finally take a breath. The scent of grilled sea bass, rosemary butter, and herbed potatoes lingered in the air like a gentle perfume, mingling with citrus zest and fresh cut peonies....

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