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Chapter 129: The second proposal

Author: Janice Mark
last update publish date: 2026-06-02 02:49:58

Third Person POV

The invitation came out of nowhere.

Aria was halfway through her second coffee, frowning at a shipping manifest, when Anna appeared in the office doorway with that bright, scheming smile she got whenever she’d decided something on Aria’s behalf.

“You’re coming out with me today,” Anna announced.

Aria didn’t even look up. “I have a gallery to run.”

“The gallery runs itself on Saturdays and you know it.” Anna crossed the room and plucked the manifest right out of her hands.

“Yo
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