Chapter 709
- When Piers entered the big house he had grown up in, he smiled nostalgically as the aroma of his favourite mac and cheese assailed his nostrils.
- He was not a fussy eater and with Hila at his side, he had grown out of the habit of a hearty lunch altogether for she ate sparingly, like a bird. But this once, he knew he was going to be tucking in, as Claude sometimes joked, while forking heaps of food onto his plates.
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