Chapter 13 Where the Elite Meet

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Eldric almost said one outfit would suffice, but remembering Lirael's earlier insistence, he dutifully headed to try on another set without another word. When he emerged from the dressing room in the second ensemble, Lirael's eyes lit up—his natural charm, now accentuated by the refined attire, was downright mesmerizing. *What was Naviya thinking?* Lirael wondered. With bone structure like this, he could make girls swoon just by walking down the street. How could anyone be dissatisfied with such a man, let alone divorce him? The woman must've lost her damn mind. Satisfied with both choices, Lirael had the staff package them—one sharp formal suit for tonight's gala, another casual set for everyday wear. The moment her card cleared, they left the boutique. Back at the residence, Lirael b

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