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"Young Madam of the Wilsons, won't you thank the young Madam of the Collens for saving you?" one of the guests prompted, her voice carrying an air of smugness that made Olivia's blood boil. Her eyes flicked toward the speaker, anger flashing in their depths, but she quickly reined it in, forcing herself to calm down. She couldn't afford to lose her composure in front of all these people.
