Chapter 63 So you don't believe me?

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  Nelson honestly didn't expect Vera Quinn to reply. He'd just been giving it a shot—figured she'd ignore him like before. So when her message popped up, he kinda froze, thinking his eyes were playing tricks on him. Then the realization hit, followed by a flicker of unexpected excitement.   He quickly locked in a time, suggesting two possible spots, all polite and formal, giving her the choice.   [Nelson: How about this Sunday? For the location, if you enjoy Asian, maybe Lotus Smoke? If you prefer French, we could do Abimael at GW Plaza.]   Lotus Smoke was known all over Jadewick, and Abimael? Top-tier legit French cuisine. Pricey too. Both spots screamed class, and it was clear Nelson wasn't half-assing this meeting.   Didn't take long for her reply to come in.   [Vera: French.]   J

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