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CXIII. Fateful Recognition
The first four days of the celebration have gone really well. While everyone has their amazement on the level of preparation and management for the anniversary, Essi's sight is always on Oneil. Her eyes are observing him lovingly. In the image of him being a stern and authoritative managing director, she sees the traces of a sweet and caring man. Essi is glad to notice little things on Oneil. He is even wearing the duck brooch that should be seen as a cute ornament that delights the inner child. But as it rests on the suit of the managing director, it looks like a fowl in a ready hunt. It is still the same duck brooch and it's only Essi who could notice it.
"I can't clearly remember if that is the duck brooch he got from us," Geovensia is a master of design but she can deliberately forget the details of jewellery. "Maybe you just got it wrong because it's dark around us. We can't even see him clearly from afar."
Essi cannot be fooled even by her night blindness. For wh
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