The Heiress Who Rewrote The Script
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"Yes. Get on with it. D
le lead, ordering everyone ar
"Oh, Ethan, darling, perhaps Ashley isn't used
e she's just not fit for it. We wouldn
innocent white lotus! Masterf
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ir playbook. They expected me t
to give them th
d slapped Ethan acr
echoed on
outrage warring on his featur
n seethed, one hand
, my voice like i
n? She's violent! She's unhinged! We can't p
laughed, a harsh, humorless s
, please call security. We have trespassers
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u think your father will stand for thi
ast life power, lol. He has
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