Callum had an excellent sense of boundaries. He never asked overly personal questions or tried to force familiarity.After a few sips of coffee, he seemed more at ease. He looked at Diana with a calm, steady gaze. "Ms. Hutton, there's something I've thought over carefully, and in the end, I decided you have a right to know."Diana met his eyes. "Go on.""Last night, Mr. Kingston invited my father to dinner, and he brought you up during the meal." Callum's tone remained even, as though he were simply recounting something that had nothing to do with him. "He said the two of you had just had a misunderstanding, that you'd make up soon, and that he hoped the Sandhill family wouldn't interfere."Those last few words held no trace of mockery, only a hint of helplessness.Diana's fingers tightened slightly around her cup, but her expression remained unchanged. "He said that to your father himself?"Callum nodded. "My father called me afterward and told me to use my own judgment. I thoug
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