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Chapter 874 Another Attempt
Author: Anderson José
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The kitchen of the Ferro House was warm and fragrant that night, filled with the scent of lemon zest and toasted meringue. Briana sat perched on a stool at the marble island, savoring spoonfuls of her latest craving: a strange but oddly delicious mixture of meringue, ladyfingers, whipped egg whites, and a drizzle of lemon.

It had no name, no origin, just something her pregnant heart had demanded. Julian had created it without question.

She closed her eyes with a soft hum of delight, while Julian washed the utensils with care.

“You outdo yourself every day, Julian,” she said, licking a trace of lemon from her lip.

“It’s nothing, milady,” he replied with a proud smile.

“I honestly hate that they brought you back,” she murmured, half to herself.

“Lady Ferro,” Julian said patiently, “some lunatic blew up your husband’s car. It’s not Regis’s duty to watch the kitchen. As butler, he’s responsible for your safety as well.”

“Thank you,” she said softly, glancing toward the wide glass doors th
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