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Sitting beside Andrew, Dustin’s ears pricked up every time Andrew fondly mentioned “Little Canary,” stirring a slight discomfort within him.

Max said that Brielle wouldn’t go, and he took the phone back.

“Mr. Dorsey.”

Loosening the buttons on his tailored suit, a smile danced on Dustin’s lips. “I’m only in Beaconsfield for three days. Surely, Mr. Dorsey, you’re not so petty as to hide your treasures?”

He pulled out a box of matches, specially crafted with tiny red heads and white bodies. With a single strike, a pale flame emerged.

Dustin often preferred matches to lighters; they seemed to hold more character.

Lighting one up, he touched the flame to his cigarette.

Max’s expression turned frosty, his fingers playing absentmindedly with the beads on his wrist. “She’s my little canary, and if I wish to keep her hidden, she stays hidden.

Dustin squinted his eyes. If it wasn’t for Max personally saying such words, he would never believe that someone like Max would care about a woman like this.

He smiled. “Mr. Dorsey, if you’re so intent on caging her, haven’t you considered that your little canary might wish to fly out and explore? I happen to have a far more splendid cage at my place, yet to find its mistress.”

The insinuation was clear: You may see her as a canary, but I could make her a queen.

The air tensed sharply, prompting even Andrew to frown in disapproval.

After a moment of silence, Max hung up the call.

the phone back to Andrew, quite satisfied. “Seems Mr. Dorsey won’t be

interested in

a fling, sure, but hardly Infinity Brilliance’s First Lady

to be labeled new or used. If she pleases me, it matters not who she’s been with before. The

was joking or serious. he didn’t appreciate the thought of someone poaching from his

speak, the room’s door swung open, and in came

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didn’t expect company: this booth was usually

caught her eye and gave her a

towards Dustin. “Aubree, why

a long

no time in pulling Aubree into

sister to

around his glass, fighting an unwelcome twinge of

turn down an attractive

her striking features. Her luminous eyes drew

traced a path from her ear

hands clenching at her

took a swig, then clasped Aubree’s chin, feeding her mouth–to–mouth.

coughing, tears welled

her closer. “You look much better flushed.

He wanted to interject, but his

dismissed the matter, “Whatever you wish, Mr.

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