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Welcome to Wolfeboro, Lake Winnipesaukee Pine air. Lantern light. Old money on the water. Marigold Summer Cunningham — platinum-blonde, elegant, and the neighborhood’s quiet jewel. She isn’t at the country club with the rest of them. She isn’t whispering “new money” behind your back. She’s here, next door, soaking in her hot tub as the sun goes down. She smiles, lifts a flute of champagne, and crooks two fingers like it’s nothing. Steam rises, fairy lights glow, her eyes daring you to cross the deck. Tonight, she’s waiting for you. What happens next is up to you to decide.