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Chapter 5 I Am Not Signing Anything

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The sight made her feel as though her ex-husband had crushed

blurred her vision. He had done this o

e, but only the lower half of a tall ma

e revealed his impressive height. An icy distan

settlement amount. He hastily bent down and snatc

t him, disgust washed over h

r, but Harold seized her arm and dragged her back. "

She yanked her arm free from his grasp. "I'm no

them owed the other anything, and Cathleen

at her. "Then who's going to pay for your mother's treat

Don't involve yourself." Cathleen pulled

before the blow could land. She stared straight into his eyes. "

attention to his new wife and his younger daugh

needed money for her mother's medical expenses and for the r

s face. "You'll crawl back to me soon enough." He ma

ed through the secl

hleen started down the road and pul

her. Rain began pouring from the sky, and t

tened with water, while he

to see. Without warning, her ankle rolled beneath her, and

owhere to turn. Home was out of the question,

toe. The cold had drained the color from her lips, and she

emerged from the

d posture gave him an air of cold refinement. Whenever his sharp gaze settled on something

readily submitted to his authority, and he had grown accustome

at appears to be Ms. Gordon beside the r

e woman's long hair and left it clinging to her. Cur

hamelessly flattered him and practically begged for assistance, no dif

mily often relied on the Riley fami

old man's death, Andrew's grandmother had sunk into grief and c

r only one reason: it would help hi

e said coolly.

and sprayed muddy water acros

fter the car. She knew it b

had ended, but that didn't make them enemies. To h

mall apartment her mother owned. No one

from her memory. Thankfully, it

e of her worry faded. Then she dragged

another car slo

er's doo

me. He instructed me to take

Bayshell Villa. He sat behind the wheel of the modest

no," Cathleen replied. "Tel

to owe that

pping from her chin. Even then, her delicate features remained unforget

take you somewhere safe. It would take an hour to walk beyond the villa district, and you won't

reasonable alternative, so sh

apartment. When they entered a busy area where

athleen knew she should be grateful, but nothing could imp

thank him. Mr. Riley was merely concerned that you might collap

had no

w, her ex-husband had managed t

athleen flagged down a taxi a

stairs and unl

Since no one had stayed there for years, a lig

fresh air inside, and then rolled

the neglected apartment

and took a deep breath. Her life wasn't over. As long

throughout the years. Because of that support, Cathleen had kept the money from he

quire far more money. Cathleen would have

e enough to settle her hunger. She then op

endor Fashion and applied for a designer position. S

brand owned by Riley Group, the wor

side Riley Group's headquarters, which s

he latest email. The moment she read the

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