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Later that night... (Lucy’s POV) CRIA received various calls from his mobile phone and perpetually had to excuse himself to talk to whoever it was on the other line which made me lose the chance to ask him about his details. We're done eating meals and decided to chat a little in the living room but the calls always interrupted me whenever I attempted to open my mouth. Feeling dismayed, I stood up from the long sofa and walked to the shelves in one corner. I pulled out an old historical romance novel that caught my attention and mumbled, "I wonder who he's talking to. Is it really important? Is it related to his work?" With a pout on my lips, I went back to my seat and slumped down before flipping the pages of the book. I loved reading novels and when my eyes scanned the prologue,