By late afternoon that evening, the tension between Duke and Duchess had turned the vast stone halls of Ravenwood Manor into an echoing tomb. Damian had shut himself inside his private executive study for five straight hours, managing international commodity shipments across encrypted satellite lines, refusing to take luncheon or speak with the estate staff. The servants moved on tiptoe, recognizing the icy storm clouds gathering around their master. Meanwhile,…
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