Consent

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After everything was approved, Estefano returned to the kitchen. Helena was closing the cabinets, and at the table, there was a young man commenting on the quality of the furniture. He was one of those "know-it-alls" who pretended to know everything. Estefano approached the table like a leopard. The foreman named Baltazar noticed the danger his son was in and intervened. "Son, go gather the tools that were left in the outside area. We're leaving." The young man got the message when he looked at the strong, tall man with a scar on his face. He remembered the ring on the pretty young woman's hand and quickly stood up. "Stop by my restaurant tomorrow. That way we can settle your payment." "Yes sir. Sorry for my boy's forwardness, he's just young." "He didn't have any liberty, first becau

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