Betrayed Heiress: My Husband's Deadly Mistake

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, distorted by static. "She still thinks

as they seized control. One of them grabbed the neckline of my

body in violent tears, leaving

humiliation burned hotter than the cold. I was the Vancini Princes

had known since childhood, a banker, raise

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hrough the glass. My teeth were chatteri

w his mask slip. He looked at my belly, round a

of him, blocking his view of me. Sh

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is concern immediate an

down her palm. She had a hairpin clutched in her fi

esterday," she lied, her voice trembling with practiced fear. "When she attacked me in the

Austen swallowed it whole because he wante

twisting into pure rage. "You are pois

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g pearls, stepped forward. "Austen, she

top it. She is fine. She is jus

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