Broken Doll's Revenge: The Heiress's Sting

ll, cluttered, and smelled of Sloane's acrylic paints and cheap

nd dropped her b

, eating cereal. She looked at An

"He's a pig. A literal pig in

he walked to the bedroom and pul

Sloane asked, hopp

tarted throwing clothes into the bag. "I can't

and pulled out her phone. She

ower arrangements for the gala.

goodbye. She didn't

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sea of sycophancy. But it felt

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face up on the

ication p

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ft the

didn't have the spine for it. She was probably t

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's quarrel; it was a breach of protocol. He dialed her number

ch. It wasn't heartbreak. It was the sho

his office

her, stormed in. Preston looke

on barked at the

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e threw the tablet onto

on lo

Security footage. The time

pedestrian path of

She was wearing a beige trench coat

as A

down at the dark, churning water of the East

ised her hand. She w

rayson's voic

thinking about it. This was sent to our PR team

to the water. Then she stood there, sta

s heart hammer

d himself that. But if she died no

pital tanks. We look like monsters. Jayl

at the figure

ump," Grayson whisper

ands were

ack. Put her in a clinic. Drug her. I don't care. Jus

is jacket. He ran

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n the phone i

ideo. She wasn't jumping. S

nd sharp, flo

elevator doors closed. "