Wayne observed everything with a calm look in his eyes. Seated around the table were several figures from the political sphere, exchanging pleasantries and subtly directing conversations toward James.His demeanor remained cool and detached. He offered only occasional replies, always steering toward peripheral topics and never engaging with the core of their implications.Just then, a server came in, leading Casey, the head of dermatology at the hospital, in."Thanks for coming," James said mildly.Casey, visibly flattered, took a seat beside Beverly and carefully disinfected, treated, and bandaged her wound."Mrs. Bronson, you must be more careful. If the wound keeps reopening, it may leave a scar, and that would be a shame."Evan watched as Beverly's bright eyes met James'. His attention then fell to the injury on her finger, and he recalled how she had frowned in discomfort at the school gates that morning when he'd grabbed her hand.Anxious, he walked over and asked, "Did
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