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CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR

Author: Lolly Brown
last update publish date: 2026-06-14 00:00:33

ADRIAN’s POV

Celeste arrived home on a Thursday afternoon.

I had known her flight time since Tuesday when her assistant forwarded the itinerary as she always did. I was in the study when I heard the car pull in.

I didn’t go downstairs, I stayed at the desk with the folder from Martin Reeves locked in the drawer beside me.

A few minutes later, she appeared in the study doorway looking exactly as she always looked, polished and composed.

“You’re home,” I said.

“Three days early.” She smiled. “Th
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