Light of the Empire
Light of the Empire The champagne glass slipped from Catherine Morrison's fingers and shattered on the marble floor of the Beverly Hills mansion. It was not the glass that hurt—it was the laughter. Thirty faces turned toward her, thirty mouths curved in the exact same shape of amusement, and Catherine understood in that single crystalline moment that she was the punchline of a joke she had not...
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