The Million-Dollar Divorce: Designing His Regret

Veiled Intentions

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Veiled Intentions

Declan didn't reply. Instead, he unscrewed the lid of his bottle, tore off the foil cover, and took a sip.

"The taste is just average. I still prefer hand-brewed coffee," Declan said, his tone tinged with a hint of disdain, shaking the bottle in his hand.

"I got it for you just so you would have something to drink. Why are you being so picky?" Kendall retorted, annoyed.

The two of them chatted for