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Secrets of the Arciero mansion

Angelica

Curtis returned faster than I thought, his mouth practically watering. “Can I have my breakfast now?” He asked, but instead of taking his seat, he slid up behind me and grabbed my waist. For a second, I wasn’t sure whether he was talking about the pancakes or something else.

Pretending not to understand his double meaning, I scooted away and plated his pancakes. “Here. Do you want anything with it?”

“Jasmine syrup.” He answered without flinching.

I eyed the jasmine tea he had asked a maid to bring earlier and raised a brow. Was he addicted to jasmines? What an odd preference. Keeping that in mind, I took my seat just as Maverick walked into the dining room.

“Maverick?” Curtis was as puzzled as I was.

“Hey Ricky.” I waved at him.

The elderly man tried his best to ignore me but his face still cracked a smile. I took that as a chance to win him over. “Do you want to join us for breakfast? I accidentally made too much.” That was a lie. I knew Maverick was on his way over t
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