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Chapter 13: The Hotel Lounge

Author: May Che
last update publish date: 2026-07-01 05:20:15

Julian arrives at the Ashford Hotel twenty minutes early and regrets it almost immediately.

The lounge is too beautiful in the way expensive hotels are always beautiful when they want people to feel underdressed. Low lights, dark wood, soft chairs, gold lamps, quiet music, and waiters who move as if even their footsteps have been trained. The kind of place where people do not raise their voices because money has already done the shouting for them.

Julian stands near the entrance with his notebo
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