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Vivienne, meanwhile, calmly lifted her teacup, took an unhurried sip, then set it back onto its saucer with a soft clink.

“Well,” she said pleasantly, “this is certainly turning into an interesting morning.”

Kaelen ended the call without another word.

The screen went dark as he slid the phone back into his coat pocket, movements unhurried—as if nothing of consequence had just been set in motion