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Frowning, Jade looked down into the glass of whiskey she held in her hand. “At what point did my wanting to rid you of your husband become classified as my not being nice?”
“You know very well that you would be in trouble, I would be in trouble and he is not worth the trouble, darling,” Dahlia reminded her in a gentle tone and sat next to Jade with her own glass. “I find it hard to care about him when you’re around.”








