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"Good thing you've got me for all that now," Sterling replies to you, yet his gaze remains locked on me. He abruptly covers you's fidgeting hands with a palm—not a comfort, but a sharp, reproachful swat. Fury ignites within me; I need to escape before I lose control. "Well, I'm heading out," I announce, pushing back my chair. "Better sleep well, Gervais. You're on thin ice with the Grizzlies." I ignore the jab, forcing a tight smile. "Thanks for the invite, Woodcock." "you invited you," Sterling clarifies, his disdain evident. I hitch up a corner of my mouth, sensing the room's tension. "Friends help friends." The wedding guests stare. A drunk guest asks about the stag party, seeking my fame. "Can't. Game," I reply coldly. "I'll walk you out," you offers. Sterling shoots you a sharp loo…