Bab 129: Not yours decision to make

My lovely readers can you please send me a few golden tickets and gifts? This book is in a competition and I would like to win the smallest reward. Pretty please. 

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Noah was walking behind Jonathan, his eyes flickered around the dimly lit corridor that had a dark setting. With black and gold colours dominating the entire corridor, it gave off royal vibes.

A big chandelier was hanging from the ceiling which made the entire floor look even more chic and exquisite.

"Who designed this corridor?" Noah couldn't help but ask. "The interior designer is really skilled." He was a man who appreciated talent and skills.

"It's Mister De Luca," Jon answered with a polite smile as he turned his head slightly to the left. He looked over his shoulders and was satisfied when he saw the dumbfounded look on Noah's face. "He might be a violent man according to others, but he knows a thing or two about designing and art."