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... the house, Christine couldn't conjure up anything more.
Any normal person would know this was the time to stand up, say they didn't want to intrude, and politely leave.
But Adrian made himself unmoved like he was expecting a royal feast. He sat there unmoved, stretching his long legs out under the table. Even the elegant mahogany dining table seemed less impressive next to him.
Now he definitely wasn't leaving - Christine reluctantly put the pie on a plate, added a fork, ...
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