1:20 p.m., second floor of Nabili Center Hotel.
The warm winter sunlight shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto the beautiful marble floor tiles, and the shadows of the trees outside the window are projected into swaying halos.
Two teams have already passed through the headquarters door. When the jasmine tea in the cup was finally poured to the fourth cup------ "Sorry, I'm late. I'm late."
Lucas hurried up from the stairs, panting.
He was holding several paper bags in his arms and ran to Liam with an apologetic look on his face.
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