Her Billion-Dollar Betrayal
st the cool wood of th
e she used when she wanted something. "That old hag who bumped into you? I had security take care
man, who I recognized as Gabrielle' s sn
t construction worker, Gabby?" Moll
fed, a sound s
t to see if I could make someone like that fall for me. He's
g out from under me. My husband. A game. My mother,
dining room door opened. Molly walked out, laughing to herself as she
in. The conversation inside con
ing, tracing a finger down Ethan's arm. "It was for that custom suit
d dollars. Our sa
Ethan said, pulling Gabrielle
him. "I'll have Daddy buy this whole
ng in my head. I felt a wave of nausea so strong I had to grip the wall to keep from fall
e smell of antiseptic. The doctor, a tired-look
ht, I'm D
a small, wind
ken, they're crushed. We found bone fragments in the wounds, but not the lar
eyes full of
achment is impossible. She will ne
t feel real. Im
, wide with terror, darted around the room. When she sa
hands! Don't let them feed the piece
her uninjured arm. "Mom, it's
hid the doctor's words from her, the devastating
t me, her mind still clinging t
er. "Please, son. She's already so stressed about the mon
ot of pure, cold hatred. I n
omise
one buzzed. A te
1942 and some limes to the Fo
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