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react if she became a liability instead of an asset. She hadn

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. She had never felt so alone, so ashamed. The waiting

on apologetic. "Ms. Smith, I'm so sorry. Dr. Miller was ca

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. However, one of our clinic partners happens to be here for a quarterly review. He's not a pra

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no mood to deal with a difficult investor,

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day. I don't care how you do it. Make it ha

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from the hotel. Th

tly in surprise. Then, a flicker of som

ed run. She spu

ing speed. A hand pressed flat against the door beside her head, bloc

in the doorway, her eyes widening at the

e leaned down, his lips close to her ear, his voice a

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