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Smith had asked Nelson multiple times if he could meet the chef who had made that unforgettable snake stew for him back at Ferry House.

Unfortunately, the chef in question was famously aloof and kept rejecting all their requests. Forget hiring him–just getting a face–to–face meeting seemed impossible.

Smith had long sealed the deal, but he couldn’t bring himself to leave. Instead, he wandered the city with Clayton like a lovesick foodie, praying to fate for a “coincidental” run–in with his one true culinary crush.

When he saw the crowd gathering outside a storefront, Smith leaned forward, puzzled. “Why are so many people going into that place?”

Clayton followed his gaze and spotted the sign.

“That’s Seawise Pavilion,” he said, instantly understanding. “It’s a famous local dessert shop. Always popular–but it looks like they’ve launched something new today.”

Seeing the eager look on Smith’s face, Clayton added, “I’ll have someone go buy a few for us to try.”

He gave the order, and the bodyguard in the front seat immediately hopped out and jogged toward the store.

By the time he got there, the grape–steamed cakes had already sold out. Disappointed customers were trickling out of the shop, empty–handed.

The bodyguard stepped inside and asked one of the staff, “Hi, do you still have whatever everyone was lining up for?”

The staffer shook her head. “The grape–steamed cakes are sold out, but we do have this grape pastry made with the same ingredients. You can take a look in the display case.”

Following her gesture, the bodyguard’s eyes landed on a neatly displayed grape dessert… priced at 3,000 dollars–each.

Even he couldn’t help gasping at the number.

dollars–or even 30,000 dollars–would impress a key business partner like Smith, Nelson would happily foot the bill.

per person, but these high–end grape pastries? No limit.

did a quick headcount of the people across their

glass case and, using small silver tongs, carefully packed

as the case opened, the rich, sweet scent

to the car with all nine boxes in hand.

deliver the rest to the other vehicles. He’d save his

bodyguard finally circled back, he passed

gaze as he accepted the box… was almost predatory. The bodyguard shivered.

moment he climbed back into

filled the entire vehicle. Warm, fragrant, utterly

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kind of torture–delicious torture.

driver beside him. They locked eyes… and without a word, both cracked their windows open.

Smith had already finished his.

for

and found that even Clayton looked half–dazed, nearly in

was amazing, Smith sighed, staring down at the empty box like it was a holy relic. His expression was nearly identical to when he first tasted

someone knocked on the window.

with excitement. As

dessert–where did you get it?

where another crowd was already starting to

As many as

bodyguard hesitated. “Sir… each one

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