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“Why?” Robert frowned still.

Clara blushed and let him sit down. “Thank you.”

“She has her ways though.” Emma turned around. “What are you the one picking? Or better yet you be my future husband?” She let out a giggle. “Sorry that’s just amusing.”

Axel drank alcohol silently as the garden party commenced.