Discarded Wife: The Secret Billionaire Heiress

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he was inspecting her wine glass for spots. "The help is g

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used to sit. She would sit quietly, hands folded in her lap, listening

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shed back to the Rolls-Royce.

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didn't want to talk about Bradley

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arms around his waist. "Some rich guy must be really try

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back, was Bradley Stafford. He was leaning down, whispering something

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his mother's question about dessert. He grabbed his k

Drive, weaving through traffic, his eyes fixed

ing. He just needed to see. H

7. He marched toward the boardwalk, but a wall

ly guard said, stepping in

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under the soft glow of s

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was introducing her to a group of men in tuxedos. Evertt recognize

y. Then, a bitter realization settled in-they weren't talking to her. They were talking to Bradley

o the cold wind, his voice cracking. "Less

ence, the metal rattling. The pai

shore, toward where Evertt stood in the shadows. For a second, their g

y. She said something, and Brad

t sick. He felt angry. But mostly, he felt a

, walking back to his car. "You pla