My Sister Hid Her Boyfriend Inside My Marketing Firm Until Her Dinner Party

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Nancy adjusted her silver bracelet, the metal charms clinking against her wrist.

“Let’s not do this tonight,” Nancy said, offering a small, fragile smile that did not reach her eyes. “It is my fifty-fifth birthday, and we have a lovely table. Surely we can move past this misunderstanding.”

She looked at Arthur, her eyes silently continue reading …