The Billionaire's Rival: My Sweet Revenge

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w growl. "You're planning to leave him, and you're going to create a direct, time-stamped wire transfer from your account to his biggest rival

is words sinking in. He was right.

ne softening slightly. "I want the look on Brittain's face when h

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the door withou

just exited. He ran a hand through