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Mr. Gab was speaking with Ms. Dahlia.
“Ms. Dahlia, how was your training with Ms. Gerthel?” He was nonchalant. When the Mafia Lord confirmed to him that he needed to continue searching for another bed warmer, he was guessing that the training might have been ineffective.
“Oh, she was attentive and curious. Why Mr. Gab?” Ms. Dahlia suddenly felt nervous. “Did she not follow what she learned during our training?” she asked with a worried expression.
“Most probably. Boss Dar still wanted me to continue looking for another bed warmer,” Mr. Gab said unsmilingly, in contrast with the sudden glow and smile in Ms. Dahlia’s eyes.
“Why not try me?” she said volunteering herself. Excitement was visible in her actions.
Mr. Gab’s eyes squinted as he grabbed the right arm of the woman, “No! You
