ve windows, hitting Anissa's face. She w
e left side were perfectly smooth and comp
. She pulled on a soft, cream-colored Loro Pia
able. He wore a crisp white dress shirt, the sleeves rolled up to his forearms.
r, silencing his assistant. He poi
table, but Anissa's eyes locked onto a thick
Harding gestured to him. "This is a senior Private Judge who handles confidential
tration papers across the marble. "Just your signat
his, she was no longer the punching bag of the Ro
n. Without a single tremor in
sive stroke of her pen. A flash of
vy metal seal. "By the power vested in
ed out a black Centurion Card and slid it acro
gled. In her past life, she had to beg her mother for cofibrated violently aga
lit up. L
ke a siren. Anissa stared at it. It rang again,
is coffee. "Do you want me to have the telecom compan
e shook her head. "Some tumor
creen and hit th
enthouse. "You shameless little bitch! How dare you cr
ieked. "You will explain this to the family, and you will sign over your
m. Her eyes were colder tha
oice dead flat. "But not to explain.
ding the call. She immedi
ound the table, and stopped right behind her chair. He
was a dark, violent whisper. "Do you want me
his tone. But a rush of absolute power flooded h
Using a sledgehammer to kill a roach is a waste
. He looked at his assist
the house down if you want. No matter
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