Billionaire's Fake Savior: Unmasking The Truth

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Manager Chen's voice b

hed. She kept

to the loss of a bottle of 1940 Macallan during her shift

gh the room. Sophie

e delivered it, Chen would ask why she was in the

Chen barked, le

eeks without pay. That meant e

. Tiffany walked in. She wasn't wearing her uniform. She was wearing a ne

Sophie shrieked. "D

looked glowing. "Better. I

wa

ed on the bench, feeling invisible. She st

er to Imogene. Her expression shifted. There was

ffany sai

d up. "Congra

ched into her new purse and pulled out a thick envelope. She sho

Tiffany

out. It was cash.

?" Imogene as

id. "Loan. For your rent.

d never been nice to her. They we

pushing Imogene's hand back.

her. She had taken Imogene's money-the hush money was technically for t

a lump form in her throat. "Tiffa

es landing on Imogene's neck. The collar

her neck, covering the

rk. Or a bite. A shiver of unease went through her.

said, stepping

to know. Knowi

aid. "I'm taking the nigh

the envelope to her chest. She could pay rent. She could eat. For a moment, she

in the dish pit, the steam wra

hispered as he dropped

froze.

tech guy. He's i

lipped. She caught it against

as h

roat. If he saw her...

k. "Mr. Chen, please. Can I work the back prep to

. "Fine. Get out of my sight. G

," Imogene

ad come back, dressed in a tight dress, not a uniform. She was walki

d the light. Imogene was

was the heiress. She was the surgeon. And yet, she was the one hidin