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“As far as I know, no one else booked the place tonight. These must be for Bob. A week ago, I had lunch with Archer Vick, the owner of Bamboo Luck. Perhaps he already knew then.” Lewin said this with growing pride. Naturally, the rest of the family beside him, especially Jayla, the daughter-in-law still unrecognized by the family, took the chance to flatter him. “Father, your social standing is really something! Bob, do you like it? Come on, thank your grandpa!” Hearing that, little Bob gave Lewin a big kiss on the cheek, which delighted the old man to no end. “Let’s go. Let’s head inside and take a look. I bet the private room has been decorated even more lavishly!” As they stepped further in and saw the red carpet stretching from the entrance all the way to the main hall, Wilmer cou

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