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LEMON
I stepped out of the bathroom to find a concerned-looking Bentley leaning against the adjacent wall. I swallowed hard as his attention snapped to me.
“I’m worried this is targeted,” he started.
“What?” I blurted out. That was not what I was expecting him to say.
“Let’s just say the circumstances around me marrying Peach are not the most civil. Anyone watching us here may have thought we were all more well acquainted, and I’m afraid Axel may have been collateral damage if Peach was targeted,” Bentley began.
I just blinked for a moment, trying to process his words. Did he think Peach had been kidnapped to get to him? That somehow Axel had gotten mixed up with it. “Bentley, are you trying to tell me rich people actually have to worry about that stuff? It
