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“Ahem! Ahem!” Having her nose and mouth been irritated, Beth couldn’t help coughing. Michael wasn’t surprised. He patted her back gently and asked a waiter to serve her a cup of tea. “I just… Ahem… I have a sore throat…” Beth explained awkwardly. “I do smoke…” “Okay, we know you can,” Michael replied gently. He took the cigar from her and gave her the cup of tea. “Drink it, you’ll feel better.” Her throat was sore. Beth gave up the cigar and drank up the tea. Putting the cup down, Beth did feel the sore ease. “Beth, do you want to try something else?” Nathan said, with an ingratiating smile. “No, thanks. I have no interest,” Beth replied with a downcast voice. She knew they laughed at her after she was choked by the cigar though they didn’t say a word. They all figured out she coul