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chapter 9
"So, what are you doing here then, wearing a server’s outfit and serving your wife food?" Natalie demanded, her brows furrowed in irritation. "Actually, I just helped the man you insulted with your cruelty. I was invited here—not just to this place—but to the first floor, which is reserved for VIP++," Bryan responded calmly, his expression unwavering. Dustin sneered, shaking his head in disbelief. “Oh please, stop with the nonsense. VIP++? You? That’s laughable. There’s no way you can afford to even step foot in this place without being a server, let alone access the first floor. You're dreaming, Bryan.” Natalie chuckled, crossing her arms, her lips curling into a smirk. “He must be delusional. Bryan, just accept it—you don’t belong here.” Mrs. James raised an eyebrow, her tone sharp.
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