CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY FOUR – ONE MORE DINNER
The soft glow of candlelight flickered across the table, casting dancing shadows on the crisp white tablecloth. Cassius looked around, taking in the intimate ambiance of La Maison, his favorite French restaurant. The rich aroma of herbs and butter wafted through the air, mingling with the subtle notes of the red wine breathing in their glasses.
Across from him, Mara's eyes sparkled with mischief and affection. She reached across the table, her fingers intertwining with his. "So," she said, a playful lilt in her voice, "surprised?"
Cassius couldn't help but chuckle. "Absolutely. How did you manage to get a reservation here on such short notice? It's usually booked solid for months."
Mara's lips curved into a coy smile. "I have my ways, Mr. Keppler. A girl's got to keep some secrets, you know."
"Oh?" Cassius leaned in, his troubles momentarily forgotten. "And what other secrets are you keeping from me, Ms. Aniston?"
Mara's foot brushed against his leg under the table. "Wouldn't you
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