Too Late Mr. Noble: You Can't Afford Me

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d her. The smell of ciga

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ning against the wall,

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died. He slowly lowered the cigarette, staring at h

oo much champ

ard him. "Three years, Hunt. We live together.

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commi

g over her. "Elle, don't mistake my generosity for we

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blows. They punched th

" she whispered. "

the terms of the deal. If you want more money, tell P

a meeting with the senator in five m

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and pulled out her phone. Sh

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dialed

stant answered. "I need to see yo

r. Noble already instructed me to draft the

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her champagne in one gulp. She

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