Chapter 62. Mark Miller
The dining table had been changed to even a better one, and the floor was spotless and shining without any tiny glass specks. There were now artworks they had never seen before on the wall.
It was in that same moment that Mark Miller's assistant had come inside, holding in his hand big packs of pizza, and a bag that contained huge bottles of chilled fruit drinks to accompany the snack. It was always a new surprise every time. The last time he visited, he brought a delicacy they all had never eaten from another country.
"I am sure you all never have simple snacks like this at the dining, except standardly made meals without co
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