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Chapter 364

Author: Sylvia Queen
last update Last Updated: 2024-08-07 18:30:00
"Just so you know, this was on my mind the whole time I was in the Utopia States. But their take on it just doesn't compare to the real thing back home," Zion said with gravitas.

Noelle's eyes crinkled. "Even the one I had in Collinview couldn't compare to this."

He smiled. "It looks like we really do have similar tastes!" She fell silent.

The pizzeria was hosting a lottery to celebrate its tenth anniversary. Neither Noelle nor Zion had been paying much attention to it. However, all of a sudden, they heard an announcement.

"Congratulations to the customers at table number six! You're the lucky winners of our draw! Could the couple at table number six please come forward to claim your prize?"

Both Noelle and Zion were caught off guard. Noelle hadn't paid attention to the host's choice of words; she was just very surprised to have somehow won the prize.

Zion, on the other hand, was overjoyed. He smiled and said, "I'll go!" He stood up and walked over to the stage, his dark blue
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