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Chapter 92

At the bottom, the butler materialized to guide them to the dining room, where the Duke and the duchess awaited. The duchess, a ravishing woman in her early forties, rose from her seat to welcome them.

"I've heard the fascinating story about your connection to my husband's long-lost brother. What an incredible stroke of luck! The two of you are a real godsend!"

"Your Grace, you are far too kind," Marguerite replied, attempting a curtsy despite the duchess' attempt to stop her.

"Nonsense with formalities, Miss Goddard. Marguerite, may I call you that?"

"Of course, Your Grace," Marguerite said with a touch of amusement. "Just call me Maggie."

"Then Maggie it is," the duchess declared, a warm smile gracing her lips. "And you, my dear, may call me Ava."

Despite their recent acquaintance, Marguerite felt an inexplicable kinship with the duchess. As their conversation flowed, the duchess divulged a curious story.

"Years before my husband even knew he had a brother," she began, a hint of so
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