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Third Person’s POV

Priscilla felt tears welling up–Wanda had scammed her.

She was upset but also grateful that Adelaide had helped her get the pink diamonds back yesterday and was still supporting her now.

But she knew it wouldn’t be easy to get the money back. Wanda had scammed a lot, after all.

There was a good chance the real financial reports wouldn’t even be accessible. She might be running in circles for nothing.

Adelaide offered a brief word of comfort and then left after a bow.

Lance wasn’t involved in this. He had more important matters today–he was heading back to the Frostfang Pack.

Usually, packing gifts was an omega’s job, but Lance insisted on doing it himself. He carefully loaded each gift intended for the Frostfang Pack onto the carriage.

There was a reason for his caution–among Irene’s students was a mysterious one named Prunella, who might be lurking near the Blackthorn Pack, keeping an eye on things.

Lance knew the Warscar Training Camp doted on Adelaide. If it weren’t for Klein’s strictness, Adelaide would never face consequences for her mistakes there.

Sometimes when Adelaide messed up and returned, Irene would “discipline” her before Klein even had the chance. But it was all for show, to avoid Klein’s harsher punishments.

After Irene’s token “punishment,” Craig and others would plead for leniency, and the burden on Adelaide would be light.

Adelaide would truly suffer–a fact she’d learned the hard way, making her avoid Klein

Lance packed gifts, he

backing her up, but he also wanted Irene and the others to know that Adelaide now had his support. They

to the Warscar Training Camp each month, sharing both good

with gifts, Adelaide arrived with Cedric and

a light purple dress that highlighted her fair skin. Two orchids pinned

previous night, felt a rush of desire. His gaze was deep and

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look–the same one Lance had worn

looked

“The gifts

agreed meekly, her composure replaced

mated and had been intimate, his public gesture still filled

“Why does Adelaide blush when Lance holds her

nonchalantly, “Men holding women’s hands

pressed, “What if I hold your hand? Why

Even if I blush,

understand with a

the carriage, followed by a fleet of gift–laden vehicles, as

they encountered Ulrik and Gloria

on horseback. Lance caught sight of him through the curtain, noting his swollen face–a clear sign that Tommy

and locked eyes with Lance, his gaze

smirk playing on his lips. He

guessed what had happened,