Chapter 95

Anya frowned. ‘Lady Ophelia, marching off to meet a stranger in times like these—it’s a bit dodgy, no?’

‘He’s a friend of Gideon’s,’ Ophelia said breezily.

To avoid drawing attention, she slipped in through the back entrance of Les Fleurs de Minuit like a girl who had definitely done this kind of th...

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