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Chapter 12
Author: Ace Wolf
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HARINGTON MANSION

Laura’s heels echoed like gunshots against the marble tiles as she paced angrily back and forth across the living room, her gown still clinging to her like the mockery of what the night was supposed to be.

The glimmering fabric that once made her feel powerful now felt like a costume—one she wanted to tear off in humiliation.

She spun around, her voice sharp and rising.

“Gale, for the last time, are you going to tell me what the hell just happened at the Executive House? Or are you just going to keep sitting there like a statue?”

Gale sat hunched forward on the edge of the couch, suit jacket flung to the floor, tie hanging loosely from his neck. His elbows were braced on his knees, hands laced tightly, and his jaw was locked in the kind of silence that burned louder than words.

Laura stormed closer, her voice louder this time.

“I mean, what was that?! How does someone like Scott—Scott!—get honored at a state dinner hosted by your uncle? How does that even make sens
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