Chapter 36 - Thirty Six

Chapter 36: Chapter Thirty Six

"I told her to come," Duchess Lyra said to Delia, her voice as smooth and cool as the polished marble floor. She gestured towards Anne. "I hope that’s okay with you?"

It was not a question; it was a statement. Delia didn’t say anything. She had walked directly into a carefully laid ambush. She simply took her seat at the elegant table, her back straight, her expression carefully neutral. Anne, looking smug, sat down as well.

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