That my father considered carrying out the project in New York left me really perplexed. Alexander must have begged on his knees and that wasn't even enough for my father to even consider it, but I was relieved that thanks to my cousin, he reconsidered, although it left a bad taste in my mouth for what Paul brought to light.
Tristan was so deeply asleep that I preferred not to wake him. I made sure his bed was secure and, with Vincent, we left the room to join the dinner that was about to begin.
Before descending the stairs, Vincent stopped me to talk.
- Sari, whatever Paul is plotting, just act normal. He might get alarmed and we won't know what he's up to. - I nodded, agreeing with his plan, and we resumed our path to the living room, where everyone was already gathered.
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