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NELINA COOKING FOR ROYCE

ROYCE

I continuously massage my temple while pacing back and forth in my living room, waiting for the call to be picked up. Nelina wouldn't admit it, but I saw it in her eyes. She was terrified; her anxiety attacked again even though she did her best to hide it from me.

"Hello, Mr. Park." Finally, a well-modulated voice came from the other line.

"Yes, Jay, thanks for picking up. I know it's late, but I badly need your help," I said as I sat on the couch. Almost midnight when I took a glance at my wristwatch. It took two hours before I finally decided to call for professional help.

"I am sending you a detailed format that I need for a certain person. Please give me all the details when I come home from Manila. I'll be leaving tomorrow, so hopefully, af

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