Emiliano sat on one of the garden chairs, scrolling through his phone when a vehicle drove in. Martha hurried out of the house to meet with the man behind the steering. “Ah….you came sooner than I was expecting. Quick, bring them in.” She gestured to some of the servants and they began taking out everything in the truck. Emiliano furrowed his brows, wondering what was going on. “Martha!” He called after his wife. “Yes, dear, you called me?” Martha had been in a very good mood since the Labell collaboration. Emiliano, ignoring her tone, enquired sternly, “What's going on? What's with the truck and all the moving around? Are you leaving town?” Martha laughed loudly, “Nothing of the sort, I'm only giving our home a facelift. I have guests coming over this weekend” Emiliano frowned, “And how do you plan to pay for all these? Isn't it a little too much?” Martha frowned, “And what do you mean by a little too much? Besides, you already gave me the go-ahead, so it has all been paid f
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