Chapter 902 A Lifetime Abundance of Drumsticks
Cherise pursed her lips, puzzled by Damien’s strange behavior that night.
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She pushed open the door in front of her, taking the lead as she stepped into the elevator.
However, to her surprise, after stepping out when she reached the first floor, she found herself surrounded by a crowd of people.
“Mrs. Lenoir! This is a small token of apology from our newspaper to you!”
“Mrs. Lenoir, we have prepared a gift for you that we hope you will like! Please accept it!”
“Mrs. Lenoir…”
Amidst the chorus of “Mrs. Lenoir,” a tantalizing aroma of drumsticks wafted through the air…
Cherise furrowed her brow, noticing that each person in the crowd was holding a large bouquet.
However, these bouquets were not filled with flowers.
Instead, they were packed with drumsticks.
Grilled, fried, and coated with various sauces and seasonings…
All varieties of drumsticks were artfully arranged to resemble bouquets, some even adorned with buttery bows.
Cherise found herself encircled by drumsticks.
Hunger gnawed at her with every inch of her body, threatening to overthrow any sense of decorum. The juicy drumsticks looked so succulent, and the smell and sight of them were an invitation to savor
them.
Yet, if she accepted a drumstick from even just one person, she would be obliged to accept all the drumsticks from the others.
Cherise gazed at the crowd before her.
The line of people offering her drumsticks extended from the elevator door to the building’s entrance.
Estimating roughly, she might have to consume these drumsticks for one to two years….
A sense of despair washed over Cherise.
It was despair born of hunger and a desire to eat to her heart’s wishes and the paradoxical situation because she was unable to eat them all.
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