The driver maintained a facade of obliviousness, driving the Maybach smoothly towards Marcelo’s house.After about ten minutes of silence,Renee began, "I... Well, there's no real issue with Harry managing both the Venus Bar and our milk tea shop."Marcelo’s chuckle was low and brief, so fleeting that Renee thought she might have imagined it.Just as she was about to question what amused him, his fingertips brushed her chin lightly, like one would playfully stroke a cat."You little liar," he teased. "Keep making up stories."Renee,puzzled by being called a liar, hesitated several times before speaking. She couldn't find the right words to defend herself.Marcelo spoke slowly. "You visit the Venue Bar at least three times a month: during the beginning, middle, and end of the month. Yet, regulars barely see you there, suggesting you have a private room. But the Venus Bar doesn't offer exclusive personal rooms."In the Venus Bar, there was no such thing as a private room exclusively for
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