Three days later Viola threw another party.This time, the floating text said she had everything in place and intended to crush me with moral outrage.I didn't understand what that meant.Then I saw her trusted maid quietly leading away a young she-wolf.Hey...Come on, heroine. That was too far.Then I wouldn't hold back either.I slapped a hand against my thigh, called Wren over, and gave her a few quiet instructions.She listened and looked deeply reluctant.In the end, she closed her eyes as if bracing for disaster, steeled herself, and left to carry out my orders.And so...When Viola stormed into the room with her crowd to catch me again, she found her own father, Bertram Ashcroft.For maximum impact, I had tied the paunchy, middle-aged wolf to a chair and was waiting for his daughter to arrive.Viola let out a scream that tore the air."Dad!"How could it be you?"She broke down.The look on Viola's face, on the other hand, left me radiant and refreshed.Almost as an afterthough
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