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Faye quickly walked to Mandy Qamar, who had already arrived at the bottom of the staircase. A beauty embraced her, capturing her delicate and soft waist instantly. Her neck, seemingly breakable with a snap, twisted gently, invoking an irresistible urge to plant a kiss. Her lips, slightly made up, outlined clearly as a row of pearly white teeth nibbled on them. It was as if Yves had hurt her somewhere with his vigorous hold.
She slowly wrapped her arms around Yves's neck and said, "Yves, such a rush? Didn't Faye starve you? Come have a drink with me."
Then, with a graceful motion, she separated the hands that Yves had around her waist. Her arm naturally hooked onto his forearm, pulling him towards the bar.
