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THIRD PERSON'S POV

"Good morning, Master Jamal." The lined-up servants chorused in unison as he made his way down the stairs.

He gave a curt nod and headed to the dining area. Luther was already seated on his chair, digging into his cookies and skimming through a magazine.

Jamal joined him quietly, muttering a quick 'good morning' and fixing his gaze on his plate of cookies. He ate rather ravenously 'cause of the rumbling in his stomach.

Luther didn't bother striking up a conversation so they both enjoyed the silence.

"Where's Mother?" Jamal broke the silence.

"She had something to take care of. So she left at dawn." Luther replied brusquely, not sparing him a glance.

"And Zach?" Jamal added a bit nervously. "What time did he leave?"

"Zachary wasn't here," Luther replied. "But Zoey was, last night."

"Zoey?" Jamal arched his brow. "What was she doing here?"

"She brought your drunk-ass home."

"She what?!" Jamal was confused. "I thought…" He wanted to argue that it was Zach who'd come t
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