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WESTLEY He tricks me. This asshole tricks me! Did he now? Or he was just trying to help you, idiot? “Hmm. This is delicious.” He shoved another forkful to his mouth. There was something in his aura tonight—his eyes glittered, and he seemed to smile most of his conversation with Keene since he came for dinner. What was with this man? “Don’t get tricked with Westley. She probably took this recipe from Martha’s website,” Keene replied. “Can I hire her as my chef?” Clyve...