HE GAVE MY PLACE TO HIS MISTRESS. OUR SON GAVE ME THE COMPANY

the throne for his body.

Julian moved beside me.

I touched his wrist.

I descended from the stage alone.

Graham stopped several feet away.

“You look well,” he said.

“So do you.”

It was not true.

Courtesy did not require truth in every sentence.

He glanced around the room.

“You kept the name.”

“The foundation’s legal name will change after this fiscal year.”

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