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    Sean, of course, ended up staying for dinner.


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    He could not stop raving about Noelle’s cooking, and she blushed at thepliments. Post–dinner,


    Noelle tackled the dishes while Sean and Charles headed to the study upstairs to get down to


    business. Arnold, meanwhile, was huddled in a corner, his puppy–dog eyes fixed on the kitchen


    door, silently


    pleading for Noelle, thedy of the hour, to notice him.


    Once upstairs, Charles flicked a cigarette Sean’s way. “Let’s hear it.”


    Sean smirked and let out a low chuckle. “You always know what’s on my mind.”


    Charles tapped his fingers on the chair, his expression tight, “Believe me, there’s nothing I want


    less.” He paused before adding, “So, what’s thetest drama with the Smiths?”


    “Oh, it’s my cousin again!”


    “Is it Andy?” Charles’s lips curled into a half–smile, “What’s he gotten himself into this time?”


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    “Who’s Andy? The Smiths don’t even recognize that name!” Sean said with a half–smile. Talking


    about his cousin could fill books. “Why’d he ditch Banyan City for Brookville, huh?”


    Sean was talking about their very own golden boy, Andy, who also went by Bob. In Brookville, the


    Smiths were adamant about calling him Bob and would not even touch the name ‘Andy‘ with a ten–


    foot pole.


    Charles flicked his cigarette, “Since when do you care about the Smiths‘ drama? Why does it bug


    you that he showed up?” He remembered Andy, alright.


    A couple of years back in Banyan City, he had bumped into Andy a few times. The guy was sharp,


    but he yed by his own rules.


    Sean scrunched his brow, annoyed by Charles’s couldn’t–care–less vibe, “You know I’m not into the


    whole Smith enterprise. They’ve backed off from me, but Bob’s got a screw loose or something.


    He’s always on my case!”


    Sean ran his fingers through his hair, exasperated. Charles quirked an eyebrow, “So, you’re telling


    me you skipped town for a ‘meeting,‘ but really, you were ducking him?”


    Charles let out augh. “Man, I’ve never seen you so spooked. You’re usually Mr. Cool, but after


    her, Bob’s the only one who’s got you all tied up in knots!”


    Sean red at Charles, frustration written all over his face. “Come on, we’re brothers, aren’t we?


    I’m in a real bind here, and you’re bringing this up now? Don’t forget, you had a hand in her leaving


    too!” Every time he thought of her, Sean’s chest tightened with a pain he could not stand and


    wished he could forget.


    Charles’s eyes were dark and intense as he looked at Sean, his voice cold and distant. “You know,


    if you hadn’t brought it up, I would’ve totally forgotten she was part of our Hoffman crew.” He said


    icily, “I wasn’t helping you back then. You just weren’t right for her.”


    A shiver ran through Sean’s fingers, and a shadow of sadness flickered in his eyes. “Then who is?”


    “It’s definitely not you!” Charles snuffed out his cigarette with finality. “You made a promise to let her


    go. You owe her that much.”


    Sean went quiet, took a harsh drag of his cigarette, and coughed so hard he nearly teared up. His


    hands,


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    usually stained with bleach, were shaking and unnaturally white. “She probably still mes you, you


    know. You’re her big brother, yet you took my side.”


    “That’s none of your business!” Charles’s brow furrowed. “Just because I haven’t called you out


    doesn’t mean you’re off the hook. She wasn’t right for you, and she’s not right for the Hoffmans


    either!”


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