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will be there. Natasha too.”
Jasmine stirred her tea. “Your mistress is coming to our anniversary dinner?”
Patricia clicked her tongue. “Don’t be vulgar. Natasha is practically family.”
Sebastian did not even look embarrassed.
“Wear something decent,” he said. “Nothing from a clearance rack.”
Jasmine almost smiled.
That evening, she wore the beige dress.continue reading …
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