The only reaction I got was a look cold enough to freeze a volcano. The perfect, chiselled face of Mr Rikkard Ambrose remained as stony and composed as ever, not a muscle moving. ‘For the last time, Mr Linton - when the time is right.’Īcross the miniscule carriage we were squashed into, I glared at my employer - to absolutely no effect. ‘For the last time, Sir: when are we going?’ Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.įragrant Yellow Flower in the Happy Moonlight If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then you should purchase your own copy. If you would like to share this ebook with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each person you share it with. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only.
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