"Haze." A shadow flickered across Blake's face."What's wrong, Blake? I just want to see Ms. Sutton. Is that not allowed?" Hazel batted her wide, innocent eyes, looking as harmless as a lamb. "Blake, you're being awfully protective of Ms. Sutton, aren't you?"Nancy's expression, too, darkened noticeably."Haze, you're overthinking it." With a sudden smile, Blake adopted a relaxed, casual tone. "Tonight is a special family gathering. You've finally come home after all this time. Dad, Mom, and I are here to celebrate your return. Bringing an outsider would only spoil the atmosphere. Besides, with Sasha's status, she doesn't belong here."A cold laugh escaped Nancy. "Exactly. A servant like her shouldn't sit at the table with us, should she?"Blake's gaze darkened for a moment, but in the end, he remained silent. After all, the two women before him were the most important in his life.He did care for Sasha—both her looks and her figure—but it was the sort of fondness one might reser
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