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Chapter 32: Hell Dinner
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The dining table in the Vanderbilt Mansion was made of solid mahogany wood four meters long. In the past, this table was probably used by noble families to entertain grand guests.

Tonight, the table only separated three people.

Marco sat at the head of the table. Maria sat at the opposite end—so far away that they had to shout a little if they wanted to talk. Sofia sat in the middle, looking small and lonely between her parents.

The sound of silver knives and forks clinking against porcelain pl
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