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Chapter Twenty Eight:Agreement
UNTIL now, it's not easy for me to process what happened yesterday in the conference room. I don't really think that the finance director is also an accomplice of Joaquin. Today, Sir Lucas and I are at an Italian restaurant here in Makati where Joaquin is said to want to meet us. "Un caffè per favore (coffee please!)," Sir Lucas said when we stopped at the counter. I was surprised to hear him. I didn't think he could speak Italian. At that moment, my doubts increased again. Because the Lucas I love knows how to speak Italian. According to Uncle Miguel, Lucas' mom lives in Rome, Italy after she was adopted by a rich couple. He also said that she attended high school and college there before returning to the Philippines and when Lucas was still young, she also taught him to speak Italia
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