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The Beaumont mansion was silent except for the ticking sound of the grandfather clock. Gray opened the door to his father's study without knocking. He was tired of knocking,and also tired of asking permission like a child.
Alastair Beaumont sat at his desk, on the same spot as always. His pen gliding across the papers like nothing else in the worl