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... wiping my mouth as I turned on the faucet. My reflection in the steel sink looked pitifully pale.
"I’m fine... but my stomach isn’t," I muttered, rinsing my mouth. "Do you have any antacids?" I asked, glancing at Alfie, who was already standing beside Nick, looking worried.
"I’ll get some for you right away, madam," Alfie replied politely before rushing off.
Nick clicked his tongue and sighed. "Those damn investors. This happened because you ate so late at lunch thanks t ...
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