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Her brow furrowed in confusion, but she maintained a look of skepticism. "Hm. You seem awfully confident."
She was tearing up, looking down at her knees. "But I didn't like what he vas doing. So one night, I left. I took everything I could, including...
She crossed her arms, a playful smile on her lips. "What is this?"
She rubbed her knuckles, frowning deeply. "He... zat necklace was made for me by him. It was supposed to be a profession of love, you understand?"
She seemed extremely relieved to see him, and went to follow James, leaving her drink behind.
Her lower lip trembled, and she looked down at her hands. "Ve... dated vhen I first came to this country," she began. "He... supported me. Gave...
She hesitated slightly as he turned around, looking over her shoulder for Abel.
She looked over at Fleur and her face softened. "Ach... I don't know how you got tangled up in this, my sweet," she said, looking down at her...
She laughed slightly, turning to look at him, raising one eyebrow critically. "Prove it," she said softly, tilting her head almost in a...
Ferris spoke up. "The necklace that you gave Fleur. He has been pursuing it." Her face grew drawn and cold, and she squinted at Ferris, not pleased
She laughed breathily, as if amused with herself, looking down at the ground for a moment. She set her drink on the table, her finger brushing the...
Her face fell and she folded her hands in her lap. "...vhere did you hear that name?"
"Of course," she murmured, studying him intensely. "Manufacturing what? Anything that might keep my attention?"
She frowned, lowering herself back down into the seat. "You... do not want jewelry?"
She looked intrigued, tilting her head. "Successful? What exactly do you do?"
Ferris also sat, but looked kind of uncomfortable. "Do you want jewelry? I have jewelry for my beautiful granddaughter. Stay put... I will grab...
She gave him a small smile before turning and walking around the dance floor. "You and your father must be close to run a business together."
Ferris looked around, looking a little skeptical. They entered the parlor and Alyona settled down into an overstuffed armchair, gesturing...
She laughed too before she waved a hand nonchalantly, looking around innocently. "My work is trivial in comparison to what yours sounds like,"...
She bit her tongue in glee as she waddled through the house, her cane tapping against the floorboards. "Аннет! У нас есть посетители!" she...
