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    Under the hum of spection, the group of three was ushered to a private suite on the top floor, a level of service reserved for the rarest guests.


    “I thought I knew this ce, but I’ve never experienced anything close to this level of service,” Allison admitted, her voice bubbling with excitement.


    Her eyes sparkled with delight as she nced around the luxurious private suite. “Being here with you, Christina, feels like unlocking a whole new world. I can’t believe I get to try dishes I never even knew existed. These must be from the restaurant’s secret menu!”


    A new realization dawned on her—there was an entire side to Morfort Restaurant hidden from other guests, reserved solely for their boss and his circle.


    By Christina’s side, Allison found herself enjoying privileges and luxuries that not even the most powerful names in Lorbridge could ever hope to ess.


    For the first time, Allison saw Christina in an entirely new light—Christina’s influence and quiet power ran deeper than she’d ever guessed.


    It felt like fate itself had handed her an incredible stroke of luck, letting her learn from someone so remarkable.


    With each new revtion, Allison’s curiosity and admiration only intensified. She took pride in being Christina’s student, always eager to uncover more about the woman she so respected.


    She knew not to push or pry; in time, Christina would reveal things willingly. For now, Allison simply waited, content to soak up everything Christina was willing to share.


    Davina grinned and nudged Allison yfully. “I’m just riding her coattails, you know. Without Christina, I never would have met a fashion icon like you.”


    “You’re giving me too much credit. The truth is, it’s my mentor who’s truly inspiring,” Allison replied with a genuine smile.


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    “To me, Christina is a master of every craft. But I have to say, Allison, your talent is just as impressive. Sometimes I wish I had even half of your gifts—I’m a little envious, honestly,” Davina admitted, her tone heartfelt.


    “You sell yourself short, Davina. We each bring something special to the table. Everyone can shine in their own way.” Allison shook her head, smiling warmly.


    Christina raised her ss, her eyes twinkling. “You’re both treasures in my book—true standouts in every way.”


    Laughter and lively conversation filled the air as the three friends lingered over their meal, soaking in the joy of each other’spany.


    That warm,ughter-filled meal would stay with them, a memory to cherish long after the wine was gone.


    After the meal, the luxurious car rolled to a stop in front of the vi. Its engine purred to silence as the driver hurried out. But before he could take another step, Dn had already opened the door himself.


    He raised his hand to shield Christina’s head from brushing against the edge.


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