After dinner, the family moved into the lounge. Laughter bubbled in the background, but Maura's eyes were sharp, trailing the subtle movements happening near the fireplace.
Alexia, draped in designer silk and sugar - coated charm, had cornered Randolph in a quiet conversation. Her tone was soft, her smile wide, fingers lightly touching his arm as she chuckled at something he said.
Maura leaned back on the sofa, crossing one leg over the other, a bemused smile playing on her lips.
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