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Forty Eight
Charles interrupted her thoughts as he tried to push a fork carrying a piece of caramel drizzled pancake through her mouth. Giving him a small smile, she opened her mouth and munched on the delicious food but her mind could not stop pondering and cursing slightly.
Uncle Ben? Of all people?
"Charles?" Isabella faced her husband who was focused on dishing another plate.
"Yeah?"
"I need to know everything." Her eyes wore a hard look like she was telling him there was no way he would be able to dissuade her. "I want to know all that you know."
"What do you plan to do when you know everything?" He gently set the plate in front of her, his hands tucking beneath into each other after, his eyes watching her as gently as it could.
"I don't know." She shifted and faced him fully. "I just want to know."
"I guess you should. I didn'
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