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rear garden. Although the day was beautiful enough to stay out in the sun, I found a seat at a circular
table covered in white damask instead.
Cary patted my shoulder. "You relax. I'll network."
"Go get 'em."
He moved away, intent on his agenda.
I sipped champagne and chatted with everyone who stopped by to strike up a conversation.
There were a lot of recording artists at the party whose work I listened to, and I watched them
covertly, a bit starstruck. For all the elegance of the surroundings and the endless number of
servants, the overall vibe was casual and relaxed.
I was starting to enjoy myself when someone I'd hoped never to see again stepped out of the
house onto the terrace: Magdalene Perez, looking phenomenal in a rose-hued chiffon gown that
floated around her knees.
A hand settled on my shoulder and squeezed, setting my heart racing because it reminded me
of the night Cary and I had gone to Gideon's club
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