Fredric was stunned by the sudden force, his face pressing painfully against the table, his hair smeared with the fish oil from the dish.

Usually, Fredric was extremely particular about his meals, insisting on only eating one side of any fish no matter the cost of the dish. He claimed this ritual kept his luck flowing smoothly. Yet today, his face was smeared against the untouched side of the fish.

He hadn't even had the chance to feel the rage yet. He merely stared at Lucas with a trace of disbelief flickering in his eyes as he struggled to rise to his feet.@@novelbin@@

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