Chapitre 252: Haunting Past

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"Sir, we are already closed," a female store employee hurried towards the door as five men entered. 

She felt intimidated by their presence, but remained respectful, avoiding eye contact.

All of them wore black coats except one, who stood out in a gray formal jacket and golden-rimmed sunglasses.

The man in gray had brown hair, piercing eyes, and a prominent nose. His expensive-looking watch probably cost millions. He moved with an air of arrogance, like someone used to getting what he wanted.

"I'm looking for the owner," he said, his tone commanding.

He took a seat while the other men stood guard near him. 

The employee was flustered . Fortunately, her boss stepped in.

"I'm the owner. How can I help you?" Cyril came out from the kitchen, still wearing her apron. 

It gave her the air of a caring, beautiful housewife who could make any man's heart skip a beat with her charm.