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Arthur’s business was going well. The girls were delivered. Restaurants were preparing to open. Arthur himself showed no interest in them. His main restaurant was the Oriental Fairy Tale. This was his abode, where the villain spent his days and nights. All events that happened to him knocked him out of his rut, and he did not want to spend the night alone in his apartment. Moreover, he has awakened an interest in Wine. Perhaps it was just an interest, since he did not know what love was. Rather, it was an animal instinct, as Arthur was experiencing a frenzied attraction. Somehow, the guilt was stuck in his head, and he did not want to drive away this feeling. His health was completely in order, and Arthur was full of energy.

Vina was a gentle and romantic girl. She was sincere in her feelings, and felt remorse for not telling the truth about that incident with the police. She was so scared at that moment that she did not know what to say and therefore lied. She wanted to admit it so much, and Vina was waiting for the right opportunity.