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Chapter 9 - Bows On Lies

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Damon

The dining remained quiet for a while as the sound of cutlery clinking on porcelain filled the atmosphere.

“So, Damon…” Father starts, his voice towering over the loud sound of the cutlery.

I suck my breath in, releasing an audible sigh.

He has only just arrived. It wouldn't be bad to give Damon a break. He's just like the rest of them.

Birds of a feather.

“Yes, father,” I answer, raising my head to look at him.

“Your mother just told me you’ve found a lady you intend to wed,” He said.

In an instant, all eyes were on me.

Grace and her minions stare in shock with their faces laced in utter disbelief.

“Yes, father. I have,” I answer flatly, bringing food to my mouth.

I notice my plate is almost empty and reach out for more.

“That’s right. Our son is about to get married,” Mother chips in with a triumphant smile.

She was beaming, her pride visible in the way that she sat straight in her chair and adjusted her sequined dress.

I shake my head softly.

She always enjoyed being the
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