Gwen turned to look at Wilson. "Mr. Quade, welcome back."Wilson responded with a noncommittal hum. He wore a dark-colored blouse, and his tailored pants flattered the muscular outline of his mile-long legs. A black suit jacket had been draped over his arm, adding a casual touch that softened his granite-edged elegance.Safe to say, he was dangerously attractive.Behind him stood Jacob, who looked equally handsome despite his more relaxed get-up.Serena greeted the latter, "Hey, Jacob.""What a surprise to see you here, Serena," Jacob mused."I came to help Ms. Beckham with work stuff," Serena explained. Wilson suddenly interjected, "Have I perhaps awakened some latent superpower recently like, I don't know, invisibility? I swear some people have been seeing right through me."Jacob shot him an exasperated look. "What nonsense are you on about now?""No, not nonsense, Jacob. Take Ms. Judd, for example—she didn't see me at all! Why else would she have greeted you and not me?"
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