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... was electric. It was the kind of heavy, suffocating silence that preceded a public execution.
Lucas scrambled to his feet, his face a patchwork of red shame and white fury. He dusted off his white suit trousers, avoiding the gaze of the hundreds of guests staring at him. He looked like a prince who had just been dethroned and kicked into the mud.
"Uncle," Lucas hissed, his voice trembling with suppressed rage. "You... you can’t be serious. This is a joke, right? Aria put you up t ...
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