Everyone began cheerfully trading compliments, the atmosphere instantly snapping back to the easy camaraderie they’d shared before the holidays. Abel, however, stood there looking a little deflated and quietly pulled back the champagne glass in his hand.“What are you doing?” Heloise glanced at him.Abel shrank behind Gavin, leaning against the buffet table. “Hey… you’re all big shots now. Me? I’m just the guy who forges documents. How am I worthy of drinking with you?”“What nonsense are you talking about?” Gavin threw an arm around his shoulders and dragged him forward. “We’re brothers—how can you say something like that? Don’t you hear how awful it sounds?”“You might be unreliable sometimes,” Agatha added coolly, “but in the Peak Summit Conference, there’s no such thing as ‘worthy’ or ‘unworthy.’”Abel forced a weak smile.“For the past two months, I haven’t been managing you directly,” Heloise said solemnly, “but everything each of you accomplished—Abel was the one running around
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