Vincent shook his head and walked out of the bar to Charing Cross Street.

Quietly came to a deserted alley, and apparated three times back to Oxford Street.

When I arrived at the cold drink shop I usually go to, four fallen angels dressed in Muggle clothes had already arrived.

"Sorry, something has delayed me." He sat opposite and waved to the waiter.

Ordered five strawberry sundaes and looked at them one by one.

Abraham is ordinary work clothes;

Sasim is a gentleman wearing a tuxedo suit and a cane;

Fannie was dressed loosely and wore a large gold chain around his neck;

Cecia is wearing a black motorcycle suit.

It doesn't look like much on its own, and it doesn't look harmonious anywhere at the same table.

After all, he is an employee under his command, and Vincent is much more patient than when he was the two bodyguards.

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Chapter completed!