er objective remained. She walked out of the clothing boutique and directly into the je
e's face was a mottled can
much money?" Morgan shr
lized, her voice a harsh whisper. "He must
into a venomous hatred. "So what if she has money? She's
ed by two imposing security guards, swept into the store. He
ace plastered with a fawning smile. "Mr
e Sterling Center Galleria, ignored her completely. His
ccount," he said, his voice l
ky finger towards the door. "She... she just l
loe's malicious hope surged anew. This was it.
e just in time! That woman, Aria Foster, her money is from a suspiciou
ief, cold glance, but it was filled with such ch
security team. "Lock this down. What happened in this st
urned on his heel and strode purp
in a state of bewildered shock, the cold
licate chain shimmering under the bright lights. The store's manager, a man wit
mediate stir. He was a recognized fi
osture, her calm demeanor-it all mat
d his expression into one of profound respect and humility. He walk
ch deference, felt his heart leap into his throat. His al
pending spectacle. Chloe's lips were curved into a triumphant smirk. She was r
ehind Aria. He bowed his head sli
to be both humble and clear. "Excuse me,
expression calm
ear, intelligent eyes and the quiet strength in her bearing. The directi
bordered on reverent, he asked the questi
e honor of kno
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