Abandoned Wife, Billionaire Revenge

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typing furiously on a laptop. As soon

opping her keys on the desk. "A

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as all

cream envelope

dinner i

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said, reading the date. "It's toni

other forwarded it to me via courier an hour ago. She wants me to go and embarrass myself so

we look weak,

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uring to her suitcase. "My clothes are...

d smoothly. He pressed a button under his desk. He

"Legally, they belong to the Trust, so I can't sell them to pay

black vintage Chanel gown. It was time

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ad rented a Lincoln again-and unfolded Ju

ad pulled her hair back into a severe bun, wearing no jewelry

ulian onto t

ursed Son" and the "Runaway Bride.

gold dress from the new season. It looked cheap next to Stella's

appro

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earby giggle

He looked up at Bryce,

Julian drawled. "Who do y

e laughter from the crowd. Br

ep forward, stumbling slightly on her

ist flick. The liquid arched through the

to dodge, and spinning the chair with perfect

w his weight awkwardly to the side. The wheelchair lurched

xedo jacket, soaking the shoulder, i

the handles to steady the ch

ruffled but composed. His eyes wer

ing over the sudden silence. "Send the

hen at Stella. His voice sof

ispered. "You

Julian muttered.

a. She stepped out fro

said, her voice cutting through the roo

eelchair. "Let's go, darling. The

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ony. Julian looked up at her. There was

claws,

la replied, her hands still s

in his wet pocket. He

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