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Archer woke up to the sound of his phone ringing. Half-asleep, he searched for it blindly and found it on the bedside table. Without checking the caller ID, he accepted the call and placed the phone near his ear. "He… llo," he said groggily, his voice thick with sleep. "Do not go to Brighton today. I have already arranged your leave of absence. You will be accompanying Father on his two-day work trip with the Wilsons," Alec said. Archer’s eyes snapped open immediately. Sleepiness vanished from his face as he sat up. "What the hell?" he snapped. "Why don’t you go? You’re the one who usually goes with him anyway! And he clearly said he’d let me decide for myself until graduation. So no, I won’t. I have an important game coming up. I need to train," Archer added, his tone firm. "Don’t be
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