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When Wynter and Wolf returned to their hotel suite, it was already late at night, and Margaret hadalready fallen asleep. They moved to the living room to chat no they wouldn’t disturb her slumber.

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his laptop, Wolf lifted his head and gestured, “They’re asking when you’ll meet them.”

“Not for the time being.” Wynter replied, ordering a bunch of items online to be sent to her newly bought

courtyard.

Wolf responded to the group chat with a head–shaking emoji, Instantly dampening the other members”spirits. Nonetheless, they still felt obligated to report their findings to their boss.