CHAPTER 8 The Poor Old Man

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  Lottie's POV   Upon hearing my words, Adams smiled.   "I had no idea that Lewis had such a charming girlfriend."   I flicked my black hair, exuding a seductive aura, whether intentional or not.   "He hasn't revealed my identity, perhaps out of concern that you would all find me captivating. But on an occasion as significant as today, it would be somewhat impolite if he didn't introduce me."   "His concerns are valid."   Adams took the empty wine glass from me and handed me a new glass of wine. I didn't decline; instead, I cradled the glass between my index and middle fingers, rotating it gracefully.   "I've been hearing some rumors about you and Lewis lately."   I had a good idea of which rumors he wanted to discuss. I halted my actions and raised my glass, gently clinking it aga

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