Chapter 68
Another dinner at the French restaurant for James Watson, now with the presence of two beautiful ladies on each remaining seat of the table. The man in glasses ordered deviled eggs and crabs over the top of Louis Jadot Gevrey Chambertin red wine at the middle for the kickstarters of their gathering. To ease off their recent turmoil and lessen the terror of Ariza Jansen, James Watson lingers upon the magic presented by the red wine’ hints of sweetness deep within. “You know how to please me, James.” The brunette-haired woman complimented,” Have a drink, Sarah. He’s doing this for you.” Sarah Berlintsmann lifted her glass carefully in silence. The black-haired woman seeks a hint of spoiled substance by her nose as she swirled the glass a few times beforehand. No reeks of vinegar benea
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