Daniel nearly stumbled in his rush to greet him.
“Mr. Kensington,” he said breathlessly. “What an honor.”
Richard shook his hand without warmth.
“I was told you brought your wife tonight.”
Daniel’s posture stiffened.
“Yes, sir. She’s… somewhere nearby. She’s shy. Not used to this kind of world.”
With visible irritation, Daniel motioned Emily forward.
She walked toward them slowly, keeping her shoulders straight even though humiliation burned in her chest.
“Emily, this is Mr. Kensington,” Daniel said quickly. “Emily is… helping with the event.”
Emily extended her hand politely.
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