It had been two months since I last met Lyle, and right now, he looked disheveled and not as imposing as before. Moreover, perhaps due to his previous injury, his left leg was less agile.
“Well, well, Mr. Smith. Would you like to have dinner together?” Christopher proposed casually.
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