Hugo gave a brief nod of acknowledgment, then asked, "What would you like to drink, Diana?""Coffee," Diana replied."Sure." He walked to the office door, pulled it open, and looked toward the secretary seated at a nearby desk. "Wanda, make Diana a latte. Less sugar, more milk, and not too hot."Wanda Greene looked up at him in surprise before quickly lowering her head again. "Right away, Mr. Kingston."Her reaction was understandable. Even Diana found it a little strange. She had not expected Hugo to know her preferences in such detail.Still, she did not read too much into it. "You have a good memory.""Not really." Hugo smiled faintly. "I just happened to remember."Diana said nothing. She lowered her gaze and flipped through the contract they had just signed. Silence settled between them for a few moments.Soon, someone knocked on the office door."Come in."The door opened, and Wanda entered carrying a cup of coffee. It was one of the Jillson Group's standard white mugs,
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