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A silver-gray Aston Martin drives into a dense jungle and stops in front of a group villas, called the Tropical Rainforest. The buildings are designed in the unique Southeast Asian architectural style with sharp, pointed roofs made of black tiles and white stones. The high iron gate in front of the buildings is decorated with mysterious and magnificent patterns. A butler in a white uniform waits outside to open the car doors for the distinguished guests. When the car door opens, the butler sees a man wearing sunglasses sitting in the driver’s seat. The man stands lazily and exits the car. “Welcome, Mr. Clifford,” says the butler. Gabrielle nervously gets up from the passenger seat. Though Gabrielle has known Andrew for six months, they have always met in hotels and other public places—t