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“Derek, I beseech you. Illuminateon Harlan’s past romantic relationships. What attributes defined his past partners?”
Convinced of Derek’s standing as Marcus’ most confidant, someone astute and circumspect, Mavis found herself grappling with the challenge of extracting information regarding Harlan.
Ultimately, her inquiries focused on Harlan’s former paramours.
Palms entwined, Mavis implored Derek to divulge. Just as Derek was poised to reply, an interruption arose in the form of an incredulous voice.
“What exactly do you think you’re doing?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe speaker was none other than Harlan himself, evidently privy to Mavis’ inquisition.
Rising to his feet, Derek maintained a hushed tone.
“He has no history of former relationships. Love has yet to touch him.”
Mavis, upon hearing this revelation, was jubilant, her elation evident as she murmured a heartfelt “Thank you.”
Learning that Harlan had never engaged in romantic entanglements delighted her immensely.
Once Derek had accompanied the doctor elsewhere, Mavis gleefully resumed her exploration of the gift box.
Harlan was wiping his weapon in the bedroom when a knock sounded at the door. Mavis entered, mysteriously holding her hands behind her back.
“I didn’t invite you in,” Harlan bellowed at Mavis, angrily concealing his gun beneath the pillow.
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Hearing this, Mavis paused.
“I knocked on the door.”
Though she looked stunning in a red dress, Harlan’s expression remained stern.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“So what? Did I say you could cin?”
Mavis’ mouth turned down in disappointment. He would never give permission, even though she knocked incessantly.
After a moment, she brushed aside her frustration and approached Harlan cheerfully.
“Don’t be angry. I won’t do it again. You don’t look handswhen you’re angry. Look at this.”
She revealed what she’d been hiding behind her back: a red rope adorned with a small bell. Harlan was baffled by it but his tone remained frigid.
“What’s this?”
Placing the red rope into Harlan’s hand, Mavis explained happily.
“This is an anklet. Now, helpput it on my ankle.”