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Does he seriously expect me to answer this nonsense?

He would ask me how we are living under the oppression of his lawyers, who keep pushing more and more social services on the orphanage, and they, in turn, dig up every little detail. It is true what they say: no one wants to do anything, but everyone wants to lecture.

When the phone rings again after a minute, I mentally berate myself for not immediately thinking to block the insolent moonchild. There are men who call even such forgetfulness an invitation to flirtation, and something tells me that Twigson is one of those. He’s a Silver Dragon, a rich man, a handsome man, a bossy ass! That’s not the kind of man some mortal woman would say no to!

I open the message, intending to send it in the most direct way possible and send it to the block, but…

Oh, my God.

It takes a couple of seconds to look at the attachments – three phone-translated printed pictures, each of which shows the two of us in the same kitchen where I’m sitting now. And a note that sends a nasty chill down my spine.