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... d cool as the polished marble floor. She gestured towards Anne. "I hope that’s okay with you?"
It was not a question; it was a statement. Delia didn’t say anything. She had walked directly into a carefully laid ambush. She simply took her seat at the elegant table, her back straight, her expression carefully neutral. Anne, looking smug, sat down as well.
The man who had greeted them at the door leaned in to whisper something to the Duchess, and she nodded, rising from her seat to ...
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