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A little before noon, when they were reviewing the fifth case, Michael's cellphone rang and Stephanie could see the smile on her boss's face, although he tried to hide it. It must have been Dayana. After offering Stephanie a wink, Michael got up and answered the call, and although he tried to concentrate on the documents in the folder they were reviewing, Stephanie couldn't help but overhear what her boss was saying. "Yes, yes, don't worry. I know and understand," Michael said, again and again, in what seemed to be a long and elaborate exposition of Dayana's arguments to be forgiven. "Good. So, how about we meet for lunch? Perfect, yes, at D'aggi. No, don't worry, this time I'll make sure not to greet anyone, not even if I see the King of England next to my table. A kiss. I love you. Good
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