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#Chapter 78: The History of the Alpha King
"When?" I asked, thrown a little at the consternation in his face. It was hard to fluster Charles, so this must be extraordinary. "Tomorrow." "What?" "There is a helicopter arriving on our roof helipad at 8:30 a.m. tomorrow morning to fly me to an 11:00 a.m. meeting." We were silent for a moment, Charles opening his front door and letting me in. "Hold on," Charles said, flopping down on the couch, but continuing to scroll through his phone. "It's been such a crazy day, I feel like I missed something important here." I sat close to him, but tried not to look at his phone, giving him privacy. Just a few minutes ago I'd been ready to rip off all his clothes. It was like someone had thrown a bucket of cold water over us. "Yes," Charles said suddenly, making me start. He was nodding an
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