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Author: Anakin Detour
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Adrian looked taken aback, then let out a low chuckle. “Me? Really?” He smirked, clearly amused. “Well, that’s an ego booster.”

I laughed, feeling the tension ease a little. “Yeah, don’t let it go to your head. She’s just… let’s say, a bit over the top.”

“Well, if it’s that unbearable, why not just quit?” he asked, giving me a thoughtful look.

I shook my head, smiling. “It’s not my job—I hate Harper, not my Job. Plus, Sophia works there too. She makes things bearable, so quitting isn’t really on my radar.”

He leaned back, crossing his arms, a glimmer of mischief in his eyes. “Still, it’s not like you need to work. The Knights are… well, let’s just say we’re pretty comfortable financially. And when this marriage ends, you’ll get a hefty severance package.”

I paused, surprised by his honesty. “That’s… really thoughtful of you,” I replied softly.

His words about the divorce stung a little more than I’d expected, though I tried to shake it off. I forced a small smile, saying, “Thanks, but
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