The Runaway Wife's Billion Dollar Secret

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eyes were cold, the color of slate. "Mother is going

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open

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on the expressway, Jon

the da

stopped, Jonna threw the door open and scrambled out. She made it

d, her eyes watering. The cold win

there, hands in his pockets, looking down at her with a

eat somet

e stood up, her legs trembling. As the nausea

sickness. The period she

y, relying on the false medical reports she'd been filing to keep the family

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d. A flicker of her old 'Fixer' instincts surfaced-this wasn't just a jealous lov

rison sentence. The prenup was clear: any issue of the marriage belonged to

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rayal. She deleted the text message. She took a deep breath, f

bout the mistress's text, and de

ask of porcelain. She hooked her arm through his, digging her nails i