Tessa stood off to the side, watching eagerly, silently willing the woman in the red dress to hold her ground.Meanwhile, Lucas' eyes shimmered, as if someone had lit a string of fireworks inside him.So, Aurora was satisfied with him.Just one comparison, and Julian looked like nothing more than a jester—standing awkwardly on the sidelines, painfully out of place.He should’ve known the moment Aurora called him over that nothing good would come of it. But if he hadn’t complied, she wouldn’t have let it go.Either way, he was doomed.His head was starting to ache.Lucas looked around the room and spoke, his voice low, rich, and magnetic.“I believe my wife has made herself perfectly clear.”The moment he spoke, the room quieted. His voice seemed to take up all the space, demanding attention without even trying.Everyone’s eyes were fixed on him.Tessa clenched her fists, a cold unease creeping into her chest.She had a bad feeling. If Aurora didn’t fall today, would there be another
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