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... belonged there. No hesitation. No doubt.
Just confidence.
The bouncer gave him a brief nod—not because he was recognized, but because of the aura Charles carried now. Clean-cut black shirt, stylish dark jeans, fresh trim. His presence said one thing: power.
He found his table near the back. A quiet corner. High-end jazz played under the dim lights, and wealthy elites laughed over overpriced wine. The kind of place he used to deliver food to. Now, he was a guest.
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