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Atwood House
7:00 a.m.
Laetitia had learned a lot about millionaires while working for the baron, but nothing had prepared her for what was coming.
Her first clue was all the security at the entrance of Kensington Park Street. Filled with embassies and billionaires mansions, the small and quiet street in the middle of London was barricaded at both ends.
It took a call from Garrick to open the tree-shaded street barrier, and then a complicated code, a password, and a guard to check the car, and only then could the BMW roll onto past black-and-golden iron gates, to stop at the entrance of an enormous house with imposing Roman columns.
Garrick parked, exited from the car, and opened the door for Laetitia. “Miss Galen.”
Oh, my. “Thank you, Garrick.” She stepped out of the car, runnin
