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They both froze at the grand entrance, their eyes locked on Mr. Edison, who had just dropped a bombshell disguised as a celebration.
The hum of laughter and clinking glasses around them only intensified the storm brewing in Charles’s chest. His throat tightened. He turned to Augustine, whose expression had gone blank, almost unreadable.
Mr. Edison, still holding his glass high, tilted his head slightly with the ease of a man in control.
A warm, practiced smile curv ...
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