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With doubt, I deliberately walked past the door of that private room.
And just as I was about to take a closer look inside, the door suddenly slammed shut.
I pursed my lips.
Forget it, it doesn’t matter if he is Reynaldo, it’s none of my business.
The dinner party fell through, so I left the restaurant and hailed a cab straight back to the place where I was renting.
It was already nine o’clock in the evening, and the street downstairs was still bustling, with various vendors using loudspeakers to sell their goods.
I walked up to a noodle stand and ordered a serving of spaghetti.
Although Freybourne is not as cold as Yoripero, the nights can still be quite chilly.
I rubbed my hands, feeling the cold distinctly.
Fortunately, the boss quickly brought my spaghetti to the table.
I quickly picked up the noodles with a fork and was about to put them into my mouth when, amidst the swirling mist, I seemed to see Reynaldo.
I quickly blew away the hot steam rising from the plate and rubbed my eyes to take a closer look.
Is there someone in the alley diagonally across from here?
Also, Reynaldo was either dining with Secretariat’s people at the
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Michelin–starred restaurant, or he was discussing business with someone
at that restaurant.
How could he possibly show up here again?
It seems that I have been so tired these days that I even had hallucinations, and I kept feeling like everywhere was Reynaldo.
I quickly finished the spaghetti and planned to go back to have a good sleep.
Mr. Humphrey didn’t go last night. The funny thing is, Kimberly bet with everyone that Mr. Humphrey would definitely go, and even said that after dinner, Mr. Humphrey would also take her home.

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