Ivy's eyes never left Ethan's as the door creaked open behind her, and a low, smooth voice filled the room. "Sorry to interrupt, Inspector. I see you're getting acquainted with our guest." Ethan's gaze flicked to the newcomer, his expression unreadable. Ivy's smirk still played on her lips as she turned in her seat.

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