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The next day, Liam is up early for work. The maids had already made breakfast for him—egg benedict on top of garlic bread and pineapple juice.

Liam was never a coffee or tea guy, so he always opts that out and goes on with his day.

‘’Sir, the dean of Notting Hill First College wants to remind you about the graduation this coming Thursday.’’

Liam nods, biting into his bread.

‘’And congrats on the awards last night. I wanted to tell you that, but you must have come home late.’’

‘’Thank you. I stop by a party on the way here.’’

Carl nods.

‘’What do you know about this girl by the name of Chanel? She lives north.’’

‘’Oh, Carlson’s daughter.’’ Carl pauses. ‘’They don’t mingle much, but Joe Carlson deals in arms trading.’’

‘’Is he doing it legally?’’ Liam asks.

‘’Who knows, but he has been doing it for many years now. He lost a son because of.’’

‘’Is that so?’’ Liam asks, leaning back because he knows Carl will dish him the dirty.

‘’About three months after his business kicked up, Joe was d
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