Clinton's lips curled into a wide smile.'Lucien,' idiot, he thought smugly. 'You're done!'Seraphina elbowed Lucien lightly and leaned closer, whispering urgently, "Hey—what are you doing? We can't offend them. Just because they owe you a favor doesn't mean it lasts forever."Lucien scratched the back of his head, sheepish. He straightened up at once, posture suddenly respectful."Uh—I mean," he said properly, "gentlemen… and Ms. Wright. What can I do for you?"Ethan almost laughed—but managed to suppress it.Victor, Helena, and Arthur, however, all stiffened internally.'He'll serve us?''I would still like to live,' Victor thought grimly.Arthur cleared his throat first. "Actually," he said mildly, "I wanted to invite you to dinner sometime. Properly. To thank you."Lucien nodded—almost too quickly, like he was about to say schedule it with my secretary—Seraphina pinched his side.He coughed. "Sure, Mr. Thompson. No problem at all."Victor stepped forward next. "I heard about what
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