The Secret Genius Ex-Wife's Cold Revenge
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, decided she needed a moment. A cri
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crystal collapsed. Shards of gla
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shielding Brisa with his body. He felt
ided. Silence
was dripping blood. A shard of
Brisa grabbed his arm, her eyes wide wi
, looking at the wound. It was
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sighed
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. "Why? You sai
when I walk in. I want
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p. "Lloyd.
sir. Obstet
bled to follow, her heels click
ened on the third floor. It was quiet here
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