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... patiently against the cobblestone driveway. She glanced down the long, winding road for what felt like the hundredth time, squinting against the high afternoon sun.
It was cold, her nerves were fraying, and the last thing she wanted to do was play hostess to a ballerina she’d never met.
Richard had sent one of his personal drivers to fetch Daphne Stone from the airport, which irked Samantha more than she cared to admit. She still didn’t understand why this girl was getting such s ...
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