Chapter 482
Author: Cy Pen
last update2026-07-21 19:37:43

Dr. Silver looked at David.

Her expression shifted—moved away from the cold, thoughtful consideration she had been directing at the assembled guests and toward something warmer, something that included traces of dark amusement mixed with the satisfaction of someone who has just recognized an opportunity.

She was smiling.

Not broadly—not the wide, obvious smile of someone celebrating openly. But a small, knowing smile. The specific expression that belongs to people who have just thought of somet
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