The Secret Heiress And Her Possessive CEO

oint filing status

counter. It slid under the gap of the bulletproof glass. She offer

trust yield certificates from the envelope. His fingers moved mechanically over his keyboard

tone beeped from h

ain. The red glow from the monitor cas

Jensen Rivera," Doyle said. His voice was completely monoto

hat's impossible. We had a massive ceremony in the Hampto

inst the screen. "Single," he read aloud. "Without a signed marriage license fi

. Jensen, standing in his tailored suit, smiling warmly as he took the marriage certifi

counter to keep her knees from buckling. Five years. She had spent five years in

ainst her hip broke through the static in her brain. She pulled it out

to her lungs and

" Arthur barked. "There's a multi-car crash outside

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th insurance, Christi? You

ton City Hall. The early autumn rain of Boston slammed into her face, freezing and sharp.

rain outside the Upper

ulky safety goggles to keep the rain out of her eyes, clutching her telephoto camera. She sho

e dim glow of a streetlamp.

ns, zooming in. The license plate came into sharp fo

d in her hands. She slowly tilted the lens up, focusin

tographer's camera lit u

he backseat, draping his expensive suit j

tcliff. Her face, usually plastered on the

ed her arms around Jensen's neck, and pulled him down. Right there, i

ng fast. The hard plastic viewfinder of the camera slammed hard aga

sted the hot, metallic tang of blood. *Don't look awa

e took over a dozen hig

inside the car. A man in a black suit stepped out, sna

side her oversized windbreaker. Using the chaotic pushing of the crowd, s

rick wall and slid down unti

pulled it out. A text message from

tonight. Make sure you wear someth

"Mrs. Rivera" a cruel, mocking lie. A d

Jensen and Fallon kissing. Jensen's left hand rested on Fallon's waist. His wedd

her her journalism job was a joke. Jensen isolating her from her college friends. Jen

eat that burned her chest. She stood up. She we

small SD card, and carefully slipped it into the h

e alley, heading str

ator parked silently at the mouth of the

fixed on the screen of a tablet. He watched Christi's