Too Late: The Secret Heiress Strikes Back

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Royce. Raindrops slid down my cheeks, yet my chest w

ut, opening a large black umbrella and angling it

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tler of the Montgomery family, the man who

sharp eyes tightening at t

our side. Master Alistair has been counting the days unt

d glare flashed through my mind. The w

s a charity orphan have expired," Winston said firmly. "You are required

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ing like this, I'm not ready to go back to t

tailored suit jacket, pulled out a gold-stamped bla

card. Furthermore, our intelligence team already investigated last night's gala. This silver encrypted flash drive contains the f

dark velvet, the heavy metal black card and t

merica's top sports conglomerate. Drawing in a slow breath, I reached out an

d drive into my clutch. "Tell my brother I'll take o

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Rolls-Royce merged back into the wet traffic, and turne

desk, I slapped the heavy metal b

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eyes dropped to the engraved insignia on the black card, the color drained from h

the evening gown that belonged to Harrison's meek li

ting the scalding water scrub away Harrison's cold

ive private styling agency and ordered them to bring this s

d racks of designer garments into the living r

had lightened to a dull ash-brown just because Harrison once mentioned he li

black pantsuit paired with th

ck had cold blue eyes and the razor-sharp posture of a co

on popped up confirming the six-figure styling charge, follo

slipped on a pair of oversized sunglasses, pull

phone rang with a shrill tone. Beatric

o used to make my stomach churn with dread,

t called and said you left a divorce note on his desk!" Beatrice'

ing calmly against the floor as I s

orphan like you? Get your ass back to the villa and apologize to Harrison

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