He Read His Mistress’s Love Letter at My Dinner Table. Then I Asked Him to Read the Bank Transfers.

I believe you understand it now.

I mailed the letter back without adding my address.

He already knew where Blackwood stood.

Knowing the location of a house did not give a person the right to enter it.

# CONCLUSION

## A TABLE SET FOR SPRING

One year after the anniversary dinner, I hosted another gathering at Blackwood Manor.

There were no reporters.

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