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Samantha's curiosity couldn't help but extend to the quality of Tristan's attire, even though it appeared simple without any visible logos or emblems.
However, from the texture and material, it was clear to her that his clothing was of the highest quality. Samantha had a knack for recognizing the brands, but this time, she was genuinely stumped.
It was evident that Gabriel and Tristan were cut from the same cloth when it came to their appreciation for quiet luxury.
They both exuded a sense of understated affluence, and it was clear that they were wealthy individuals with refined tastes.
As Samantha reached for the vodka glass that Tristan was about to drink from, she playfully swiped it and took a sip.
She then snaked her arm around Tristan's neck, her gaze playfully challenging, as she asked, "Isn't it fun to come to a place like this and just sit quietly?"