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... s appeared, laying down plates of beautifully arranged dishes between us. The aroma was divine, but my appetite had vanished. My throat felt tight, as if my tongue had deserted me entirely.
The moment the waiters left, Violet leaned back, her gaze sharp and unyielding.
"I’ll be honest with you, Ms. Lewis. My husband and I do not like you."
The words landed like a slap. I had braced myself for this possibility—it might even be the very reason she had summoned me here. But ...
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