“Did you not rest well last night?” Derek’s gaze swept over the cup of untouched coffee on the table.

Shifting his focus, Marcus inquired, “How has the woman from the wedding photography crew fared lately?” Last night’s peculiar events had deterred him from sleeping.

“I have assigned personnel to monitor her. Currently, she appears safe. As Harlan proposed, it’s plausible that he merely sought reprieve and was not engaged in a mission.”

“He wouldn’t engage in photography without an agenda. Exercise caution.”

Derek’s impending departure was interrupted by his ringing phone. His gaze shifted to Marcus.

“Mrs. Thomas’ father is present downstairs. He’s seeking an audience with you.”

Marcus. He deduced that this was likely about raising funds for the Brown family’s company. His

still probing his company. We will convene a meeting once the results are

the directive and

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in television viewing within the living room, was drawn by the scent, intercepting passing

to today? The fragrance is quite

from

astonishment. Millie

Celeste rose, venturing to

you genuinely prepare

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