His Love, Her Revenge

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the elevator without a word. She didn't need to. Everyone here knew her b

know why she worked late, why she never took sick

of Jonathan Sinclair-the man whose f

plan office and walked directly to her corner glass desk. She pla

filled with back-to-back meetings. But as she typed, h

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