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Cameron left the villa to attend to the site that Philip called him to check. He was already dressed in a suit. Lana did not ask him anything as there was an awkwardness surrounding them. She was glad that Cameron wouldn’t be around for her to get ready for the dinner that he just told her about. Lana laid down pondering on the job she would start soon. Operations? What does that mean? Would it require her work on-site? She had no idea what the job is about, even after Henry had explained it to her. She didn’t want to sound stupid asking questions. A bell interrupted her worries. She glanced at the wall clock. It showed seven pm. Kame was standing at the other side of the door carrying something. “It’s Kame. May I come in?” his voice resounded around the villa through the intercom. F