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โOh, yes. All is going wellโwhat the fuck?!โ Raymond turned her figure around when Kathrineโs name was mentioned.
โIsnโt that your sister, Raymond?โ
โIs she? I mean, she is.โ
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"Fifty thousand is bid...."
Silence. Silence. No one raised their hand anymore.
"It is with Kathrine Tjia, fifty thousand pounds 1990 La Tache Grand Cru; selling here at Grande Cruise. FIFTY thousand pounds is the bid-- and the piece is... sold."
Kathrine was scrolled through the ... what was the name ... catalogue? --on any stuffs that'll be sell on the auction.
And she found some interesting one.
Wine collection from 1990. And what year is it now?
"Forty-one thousand is bid by Mr. Patrick...."
And there goes another silence. Henry Tjia is somewhere, almost fainted after Kathrine mouthed a large amount of NUMBERS.
Belgrave International School Singapore would like to present,
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(c) Kathrine's voice fades away as Kanaia keep going further without looking back-- she hates the sibling's mother. The ex-wife of his husband.
What's roamed around his head is a taint: she worries too much. About getting replaced and such.
(c) She rises the white flag. With the real mother on their side, it's a dead-end for Kanaia. "Enjoy your reunion."
And just like that, Kanaia left the dining room. She never touched the tea and any other breakfast menu she asked.
"How about the TEA, Kanaia?!" (c)
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Their mother returned the hug and shot a smile toward the younger female.
โI thought he finally chose a right one that could educate my kids well since he said that I couldnโt.โ
โOh, burn.โ Mused him with a smile.
@throneleast.
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