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Chapter 39: The Duke of Redwood
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... is voice suddenly casual. "Do tell me honestly: do you love this Miss Natalia of yours? And ... how exactly did the two of you meet?"
The question dropped into the conversation like an anvil. Philip gulped audibly; his throat felt like he'd swallowed a desert.
"I—I..." Philip stammered, completely unprepared. His mind raced through contingency plans, financial scenarios, and strategic responses, but found nothing suitable. He deeply regretted not paying more attention during all ...
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