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... for conversations people were never meant to overhear.
Eleanor Ashford sat elegantly and composed. But her patience was thinning as Aveline hadn’t mentioned the matter in the car and waited until now.
She glanced at Aveline, who sat opposite her, effortlessly composed in a cream coat, fingers curled around a delicate porcelain cup as if she were simply relaxing.
Aveline met Eleanor’s eyes, calmly setting the cup down. Her voice was soft. Too soft. "Damien was poisoning m ...
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