Chapter 40

Had I not seen him just minutes earlier, I would have never guessed this man was some sort of king of the battlefield.

“No, Mr. Kenway. The pleasure is all mine. Sorry to disturb your work,” I replied.

I had instinctively addressed him as “Mr. Kenway” again–how could I not when I was reminded of the difference

in status between us?

Michael swiftly tidied up the table and tucked the documents under his arm before leaving

1 feigned ignorance,

“Have you finished designing my shirt?” he asked, snapping me out of my daze.

The words I wanted to say caught in my throat.

Soren could tell I was hesitant and asked patiently, “Is my mother giving you trouble?”

“No!” I replied quickly.

I hadn’t brought any drafts with me, and I had nothing to discuss regarding his clothes!

the truth, and

come here to talk about

toward the couch. “Take a seat. We can talk from

the pantry, poured two cups of coffee, and brought them to me. “You can be candid with me,

the cup in front of me, feeling a strange

turned to him and said, “I need your help, Mr.

nervous

“L… might need… to

hands tightly together, bracing

in a bind,

“Um… Yes…”

“How much?”

stunned. “You’re willing to lend me

deeper into his seat.

looked so good. Every movement exuded charisma. I couldn’t help

you’re asking me to die for you,”

my nerves returned as I thought of

I said,

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nothing. My anxiety rose. He must be

problem you’re facing… Is it really something that

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