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~Niklaus~ I paced around impatiently while glancing at my watch every second. Was she not done with her hair? Was this how long it typically took to get her hair treated and curled or whatever it was she said she had to do to her hair? I was expecting her to burst through the doors into the restaurant that we agreed to get food from, but she was not forthcoming. I should have insisted that the hairstylists come to meet her at the mansion like I always got my barbers to come to me. What was the point of having so much power and money at my disposal if I needed to go to the workers? If I could get them to come to me and pay for the convenience, that was what I was going to do. I exited the file that I was perusing and went to my contacts. I dialed the contact of the guard whom I told t