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... ostpone. Maybe even a polite excuse involving medical restrictions. Instead, Axel agreed as if he’d been waiting for this call.

"...Alright then," Finley said slowly. "We’ll arrive around lunchtime."

"I’ll ask the chef to prepare a family lunch," Axel replied. Then he paused, his voice lowering just slightly. "But Finley, can you warn them not to ask her about her pregnancy?"

Finley winced. He could already picture his father’s blunt mouth and his grandfather’s emotional ...

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