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Someone Like Her
OLIVIA Lewis and I stepped into the restaurant and we were immediately escorted to the VIP section as soon as the waiter spotted him. In addition to being a Briggs, the son of the second most influential family in the city, Lewis is widely recognized and respected as one of the wealthiest conglomerate owners. The VIP section of the restaurant exuded exclusivity and luxury. Tucked away in a quiet corner, it was separated from the main dining area by a tasteful velvet rope and soft, ambient lighting. The atmosphere was sophisticated, with an air of quiet elegance. Dinning in an expensive restaurant was Lewis's way of cheering me up, and I was thoroughly enjoying it. “So.... tell me,” I said, taking a sip from my glass of wine. We had placed our orders and were now patiently waiting to
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