Chapter 281
Author: Dorchester
last update2026-04-30 17:28:51

Donald looked at Evelyn Kessington for a brief moment, his expression steady but clearly puzzled. It wasn’t irritation or suspicion either. It was simple confusion, the kind that came from encountering a situation that did not align neatly with any known logic or expected social behavior. Over the years, he had dealt with many forms of wealth, influence, negotiation tactics, and personality-driven power displays, but this particular gesture did not fit into any familiar pattern he had catalogue
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