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~[CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO]~

THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW

Maddison Wagner sauntered into the area, eyes scanning the number of figures in the room.

Something about the entrance of the lady had managed to snatch the attention of the people around, all with gazes befalling her, peering on while the young lady got pulled in the warm embrace of Mrs Holden.

"Oh, dear. You look as fabulous as ever!" Came the squeal of Connie, with eyes lighting up at the girl before her.

"Where have you been?" The delight that had filled her eyes at the arrival was out there for all to behold.

She was like a daughter to her—One she longed to have, and with every grace and elegance Maddison Wagner bore, Mrs Holden found herself upholding the young lady in high manners every single day.

"Kristoffer!" She had soon turned to the figure stood at a far end of the room, hands motioning for him to come over.

Whereas, the young man who looked like he'd rather be anywhere but there barely had a glance up, and just when