by the floor-to-ceiling windows. He rolled an unlit cigar between his long f
alked in, her footsteps silent on the Persian
behind Guilford, and wrapped her arms around
her hands off his stomach, and stepped away
st, her face shifting into a mask of gentl
nching the bridge of his nose. "Worse. W
, we should use IVF. That woman... her life is a mess. Who knows what
He slowly raised his head. His da
darted away, nervously straighten
empty of warmth. "IVF has a ten percent success
o the gloss. "I can bring in the best specialists
his Montblanc p
shot. Imogene jumped back,
long shadow over her. "This is a Gates family
ical strike. Her eyes instantly welled wi
o a brutal, absolute register, "I would sleep with th
h her. She realized she couldn't stop the physical contact. Sh
he door, already looking back at
together. She whispered a
She stepped into the hallway and pulled the heavy door shut behind her. Pulling her phone from her designer purse, her thumb
nd. "Alistair. Find out Carissa's ex
walked away, her heels clicking s
pressed the intercom button
, sir. She agreed to the natural conception. And... she
money? That contradicted ever
at the darkening sky. He tossed the unlit cigar into the trash can, grabbed h
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