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Chapter 544 You’re Not Joining Us for Dinner
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In Walter’s suite, Linda felt the tension in Walter’s voice.

“What happened, Walt?” she asked softly.

“We’ll talk later. You need to leave,” Walter responded firmly.

“Can’t we talk now?”

“Zach and his parents are already here. I need to go to the dining room,” Walter said, his impatience growing.

Linda noticed something was off. "If you had brought the dress, I would have changed in five minutes and avoided holding you up. But you didn’t. Something happened."

Walter snapped, “Yes, something hap
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