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    Norah didn’t grasp his meaning untilter when Phillip told her Sean had donated arge batch of ski equipment to the national government’s skiing department.


    The five of them reunited at the base of the mountain.


    As soon as they met, Kelvin shot Norah and Sean a resentful look, holding onto a beginner’s cushion—just like the other two.


    Jason’s voice echoed through his helmet, “Mr. Scott, where did you go? Weren’t you skiing on the blue slope?”


    Kelvin, still fuming, blurted out, “Mr. Scott, Norah, why didn’t you tell us the cushion was for beginners who are afraid of falling?”


    On the blue slope, they spotted only a few young women wearing the cushions, making the three men feel embarrassed. They couldn’t wait to take them off after skiing.


    Norah tried to hold back herughter. “The cushion is actually very handy! It saved you from falling, didn’t it?”


    Sean, holding her hand, smirked. “We were just looking out for you, and you’re stillining. Fine, figure out your dinner ns on your own then.”


    As the two walked away, T grumbled to the others, “This is your fault. I was hoping to tag along with Mr. Scott for a nice meal, and now I’ve got nothing.”


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    “Come on, it’s not like we’re broke. I will treat you to something good,” Jason chuckled, throwing an arm around T’s shoulder.


    Kelvin was about to add something when someone appeared beside him, heavily geared. “Kelvin, it took me forever to find you! Luckily, T sent me your location, or I’d still be lost.”


    I squinted at the woman in front of him, recognizing the voice. “Xenia, why are you here?”


    With a yfulugh, Xenia replied, “I took some time off from Sacredice to visit you. Aren’t you d to see me?” As she spoke, her eyes searched behind them, hoping to spot someone. Not seeing Sean, her smile faded slightly. “You’re wee to stay, but we won’t be here much longer. If you want in, join us,” T offered.


    Being part of Sacredice, Xenia got along well with the Deacons.


    Kelvin gave her a yful pat on the shoulder. “Since you’re here, enjoy yourself! Previously, I was concerned that you might not safely return from the mission due to your less-than-ster skills.”


    “Hey, hold on! I may not be as skilled as you guys, but I can handle myself. Where’s Mr. Scott? Didn’t hee along?” Xenia inquired.


    “You just missed him. He and his partner are off on a romantic candlelight dinner. We were actually just talking about where to eat.”


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