Weston paused mid-motion peeling the egg, then resumed without missing a beat. He set the peeled egg into the bowl in front of Nora, dried his hands, and folded them together.Across the table, he said, "Miss Amanda, what exactly do you think my angle is here? What could you possibly have that I'd need to scheme for?"Nora had never managed to dig up much on his background, but after their handful of encounters, one thing was obvious: the man had both money and influence to spare.She had no prestigious family name behind her, no real leverage, no significant power of her own. Genuinely, she couldn't figure out what he'd want from her.Something about this doesn't add up. If this were purely business, none of this effort would make sense.Unless he's just... genuinely a good person underneath all that composure?She dismissed the thought almost as fast as it surfaced. Weston Blackwood was not a man anyone would mistake for a pushover.After a moment's consideration, she offered, "You'
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