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... e large, filled with several people, both men and women, chatting and laughing, the lights were rather dim.
Jensen Sterling sat in one spot, his long legs casually crossed, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, his voice deep and seemingly devoid of emotion.
"This is what you call having a meal?"
Clark Jacobs lay there casually, as if he had no bones: "What else, there’s food coming soon. If that’s not a meal, what is it?"
He had specifically invited so many people, all ...
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