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ust stood there, her eyes fixed on me, filled with a venomous calculation that made my skin crawl. I was n

. Held in limbo while a family of billionaires scrutinized my past, searching fo

e hope for escape

R teams arrived, bringing the revised contra

rp and professional, the Ca

rly all personal rights and leaving only the obligation to cooperate with their PR machine. I wasn't a

bled. It was hush money. They were paying Frey

her head when she saw the number.

more. It was a sale. And I wa

he team was about to leave, the chief coun

aid professionally. "Mr. Carlisle is receiving the best

out with greedy eyes. I knew my stepsister better than anyone. She could

looked up, feigning a look of immense reli

Mr. Carlisle can wake up and recover, this marriage will actually be quite

wisted with jealousy and spite. Sh

evere brain bleed from a hockey puck? Let's be realistic. He's practically a corpse on life support. Yo

Instead, she let out

, toxic and vile. The air

ne. They stared at Emma and Freya, their

r callousness, their

t, his face a thunderclou

e, trembling with rage and

did yo

ve come to drop off the final papers herself, slipping in quiet

Her eyes were locked on Emma and Freya,

rified. They hadn't exp

ay it again!" Eleanor advanced on

" Freya stammered, backing away and

with the pain of a mother who had just heard the