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... wouldn’t be joining them. Perfect. Another wasted evening of small talk and my wife’s endless fawning over her golden boy of a son.
He tugged at the cuffs of his blazer, muttering a curse under his breath as he slipped into his car. The driver gave him a wary glance in the rearview mirror—Tom’s moods were poison, and everyone who worked with him knew better than to poke the bear.
Honestly, he couldn’t give a damn whether Winn showed up for dinner or not. Winn could go fuck himsel ...
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