Garrett's POV:

As I stepped out of her room, I opted for the stairs that led to the last floor. From there, I peered downward and caught sight of one of my servants engaged in a heated argument with a visitor. Bolton? What is Bolton doing in my mansion without informing me he was coming? With a sense of urgency, I hastened toward the elevator, finally reaching the ground floor. Dismissing my servant with a curt wave, I approached Bolton, my twin brother, with an air of icy detachment.

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