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The VIP room of Club Noir swallowed sound like a velvet trap. Cigarette smoke coiled through amber light, catching the gleam of crystal glasses and the glint of Rolex faces. Leather booths curved around low tables littered with half-empty bottles of Louis XIII, and the bass from the main floor thrummed through the walls like a distant heartbeat. Matthias Chen sat at the center of it all—legs crossed, one arm draped over the back of the booth, his tailored suit jacket unbuttoned just enough to suggest ease. He looked like he owned the room, which he practically did. His laugh cut through the haze, polished and sharp, as Dominic Zhao leaned in with a smirk. "You still keeping that deaf chick around?" The words hit the air like a slap. Matthias's smile didn't falter. He took a slow drag fr…