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Chapter 4

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gliding seamlessly onto the private tarmac of the PS luxury termi

had locked myself out of for five years just

odlights. The captain and two flight attendants stood in a perfect line at the base of the sta

was a sanctuary of custom walnut paneling and hand-stitche

attendant immediately approached, offering a

ow, watching the sprawling grid of Los Ang

t pressed me firmly back into the soft leather as the jet

agne down and o

ly fill. It was tracking the real-time freezing of every single supplementary credi

percent. The screen flas

age burned perfectly down my throat. I let out a long b

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n Dors

ugh the gaps in the master bedroom cu

ounding with a vicious, throbbing ache. I hadn't slept a

ce thick with sleep. "Get me

enc

s, annoyance flaring

abruptly, rubbing my temples. The memory of the garbage truck and

r Jordan's shrill, piercing

ochet beach dress?! I

mother, Cornelia, was standing at the top of the stairs, her

st? We have a flight to the Caribbea

rely devoid of its usual subservience. "The household grocery accounts have b

ning over the banister. "Go buy something w

ir," Mark said flatly, turning

limsy silk camisole, her arms crossed over her chest, sh

sleeve. "I literally have nothing to wear to the

ined Instagram aesthetic. I felt the absolute necessity to maintain my dominance as the head o

est and waved my h

to the airport, we'll go straight to the first-class duty-free boutiques. Gu

threw her hands in the air. "Oh my go

ile spreading across her wrinkled face. "See? We don't need tha

r wrinkled clothes were left in the laundry hampers and piled

olled out, the cabin buzzing with excited

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ush, queen-sized bed in the r

g there was a heavy, leather-bound book: *Advan

e. For five years, I had buried my genius, hiding my surgical hands

mor

s, I was going to resurrect the b

heavy thud. Through the window, the blinding turquoise w

asses over my eyes. The cabin door o

the stairs, ready t

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