"Xander Ferte?"
Trent turned to her, "You know him?"
Xander raised a brow but offered a handshake.
"Xander Ferte. Pleasure."
Theo looked at Angela— Never seen her this surprised.
"How do you know him? And you should take his hands— they're hanging"
"Ah" she snapped out of her shock, "Angela Reynolds— pleasure to meet you too" she shook his hands.
Xander smiled, glancing at Trent. Angela Reynolds? How familiar.
"Let's head into the study— Xander, bring us a drink, and an extra glass for yourself" He grabbed Xander's shoulder, smiling.
"Yes, Sir"
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"You looked so shocked. How did you know him?" Theo asked, as she busied herself looking at the books.
"I was surprised— I haven't even asked him his last name" Trent chuckled, taking his seat.
"Seren Rotschen..." She murmured, "This house belongs to the Professor, yeah?"
She walked back, holding one of the books and took her seat.
"Yeah— Seren Rotschen's kids sold it to me"
