A blustery wind was beating against Daphne’s long hair, blocking Joan’s gravestone from view. Daphne squinted and said, “So sue me!”She ignored Olivia’s extra sharpened screams and ended the call. She clutched the phone tightly in her hand, staring fixedly at the gravestone.…As they headed down from the mountain, a thunderstorm arrived.Half of Daphne’s body was drenched. Her skirt was stuck to her thighs, and she was shivering.Lucas opened the car door and ushered Daphne inside. Then, he draped his coat over her, picked up his phone, and answered a call.“Master Nicholas… It’s done. She’s here… Okay, Master Nicholas…”Lucas turned around and handed the phone over to Daphne and said, “Miss Blythe, Master Nicholas would like to speak to you.”Daphne was taken aback. She looked at Lucas, then accepted the phone with a trembling hand. “Hello?” she answered as she placed it against her ear.“Is it done?” Nicholas’s voice replied through the receiver. His deep and sweet-soundin
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