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... turned toward the door, his frame coiled with the intent of departure.
Yet, before his boot could cross the threshold, her voice arrested him.
It was a soft sound, quiet as a falling petal, but laced with a venom that curdled the very air.
"By all means, proceed," Olivia murmured.
"Go to a woman who is not your wife, in the dead of night, to interrogate her on the transgressions of your own spouse. Oh, what a charming dialogue that shall be at such an ungodly hou ...
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