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Rebecca's words were practically a declaration of war.

Vivienne stared at her in disbelief, feeling utterly humiliated. "Rebecca, you-"

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"Are you going to let him come out or not? If not, I'll go in and find him myself!" Rebecca pushed past her impatiently.

Vivienne tried to block her but failed.

What a mess!

Alistair was indeed in the store, but who had tipped Rebecca

off?

During the restaurant's renovation, Vivienne brought Rebecca and Anne here, so Rebecca knew the layout well. She headed straight for Vivienne's office.

Vivienne remained silent as she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She regretted not adding Alistair as a friend last time; otherwise, she could have messaged him to slip away quietly.

But then she quickly realized-why should Alistair hide?

He didn't owe Rebecca anything.

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Come to think of it, Alistair hadn't come alone.

When she first noticed him, she had only seen Alistair, not whoever was sitting across from him.

Alistair didn't seem to have many friends.

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Rebecca's face was terrifyingly dark. She was furious when she couldn't find Alistair. "Where have you hidden Alistair?" she demanded.

Vivienne laughed bitterly in her fury, calmly closing her office door. "Alistair is a person, not an object. Why would I hide him? As for you, Rebecca, shouldn't you be at home with your Rick instead of coming here to make a scene?"

She wanted to keep the peace, but that didn't mean she was a pushover!

If Rebecca wanted a confrontation, then so be it!

The pizza arrived at the table, and Alistair placed a slice on Eloise's plate.

Caroline glanced at him without saying a word.

"Dad, don't just worry about feeding me," Eloise said in her sweet, gentle voice.

Alistair thought she was about to tell him to eat something

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himself. He was about to feel touched that she was a billion

times more considerate than that little brat Daniel when Eloise slowly finished her sentence. "Give Mom some too."

touched

you work so hard. I love

What a little sweet-talker.

words alone, he would do anything for

meant sacrificing a kidney,

for the

starts with parents who

Eloise, he had to put on

Caroline spoke up, "Don't."

quietly breathed a sigh

of playfulness flickered in Caroline's eyes. "I want Chicago-style pizza,"

stared at

her a surprisingly curious

you think I wouldn't

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Alistair nodded honestly.

I love it,"

himself preferred rich,

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problems.

night he regained his freedom, Alistair had ordered a plate. of bacon aglio olio, specifically asking the chef to add extra chili. He'd eaten it dripping with sweat, savoring every

Chicago-style pizza in front of them now

the pizza and chicken wings onto

set down the spatula, Caroline reached

slightly with her movement, revealing a glimpse of her delicate wrist. Her skin was flawless,

lingered on her wrist momentarily before casually looking

reaching for food he'd

Have

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surprise, Caroline placed the food she'd scooped onto his

giving him a gentle

have some

felt a sudden jolt. The word "honey" sounded inexplicably alluring in

despite her

lack of response,

with childish wisdom "Daddy, we're family.

with me

his head to

she raised. her soda to her

after dinner, so Caroline suggested they wander around the

digest

Alistair had no objections.

restaurant, Alistair headed next door to buy Eloise a bottle of milk and pick up some juice for

blocked

looked up to find himself face-to-face with Rebecca, her eyes cold as ice. Chapter

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penny? Didn't she have her

Rebecca was fuming.

and Cordelia wouldn't stop questioning her about it. Rebecca could

Rebecca was livid.

his life! He and Vivienne were practically joined

no idea where Vivienne had hidden him. After failing to find Alistair, she'd endured a session of Vivienne's

remember the last time she'd been so humiliated-she was

her

needed to find Alistair, so she positioned herself at a nearby

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