In the Lap of Luxury by Unsweetened Chestnuts

Within the time it took to brew a pot of tea, Luke had invited Quentin to the teahouse.

Quinn got out of his car and nodded at Luke.

"Please accept my apologies. Ms. Lewis invited me so suddenly that I had to come empty-handed."

Luke was very composed and answered, "Ms. Lewis isn't one to fuss over these things. We're just glad you could come."

Quentin followed Luke into the teahouse, wiping the sweat from his forehead and glancing around nervously.

He had been drinking with a client when his assistant informed him that someone important wanted to meet him.

He had rushed over without wasting any time. He hadn't even managed to ask what it was about.

"Thank you, Mr. Zieglar. Does Ms. Lewis want something from me?"

Luke led the way and said, "You'll know when you meet her."

Quentin was anxious.

simmering on the table, bubbling softly. The steam rising from it complemented the early winter weather

Her skin was fairer than snow, and

gestured in front

president of Amirate Corporation was rumored to be courageous and resourceful.

Amirate Corporation hasn't been developing any land

the point. "Yes, we don't plan on

Pamore. If Amirate does venture into real estate, we'll have to

fidgeted. Any businessman could tell that these words

you seem

It's a pleasure to help you. Just say the word,

of tea

"Why does it seem like you look a bit pale, as if

"Not at all."

a building collapsed on Old Pamore Street. It was a tourist area and led to dozens of

as well. The investigation was recently concluded. Have you heard

a shade paler with

her words were colder

course, I heard. The project team and materials dealers

main culprits were sentenced to life imprisonment, while the