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Isabella was studying me with new interest.

“The apartment you live in, is that real, or are you pretending to be modest?”

“It’s real. I like my apartment. It’s close to the office, has good security, and I don’t need more space.”

“But you could afford more,” Carlos pressed.

“I could afford a lot of things. That doesn’t mean I need them.”

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