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... rtyard by Maxim Sinclair’s laughter, quietly approached the dining table after Summer Lowell went upstairs. "Young Madam seemed to have eaten very little. Shall I have someone bring her more food?"
"No rush," Maxim put down his chopsticks, took a napkin, and gently wiped his mouth before continuing, "It’s just gotten dark. In two hours, I’ll have a late-night snack with her. With me around, she won’t go hungry."
Despite his words, the butler felt a hint of worry. It seemed as tho ...
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