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"To what do we owe this pleasure?" Tracy asked with a smile as she stood in front of Maria.
"Oh, do not flatter me. I was just on my way and decided to stop by to say hello." Maria said modestly before looking around. "Nice place you've got here, by the way," she commented.
Camilla forced a smile at her brother, as if saying, "you need to stop thinking too much."
"I know for a fact that this place has nothing on yours." Tracy responded, causing Maria to laugh, "You are good with words."
"Not as good as you, I'm afraid." Tracy smiled.
Christian could not help but roll his eyes. Typical rich people and the way they exchanged pleasantries. He didn't bother to excuse himself before leaving; he just turned and walked away, leaving the three pairs of eyes staring at his back.
"Pardon him. This is my daughter. I am sure you know her. Camilla King. She holds you in high esteem. "
