The CEO's Fake Fiancée: A Dangerous Deal

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hed the d

wall inches from her head. Shards of g

teful litt

place, her face mottled with rage. She

ensive Persian wool. Chloe was already there, curled up on t

shrieked. "Do you have a

ctly tailored suit cleared his throat. Bradford Weaver, Camden's

smoothly, his voice filling the room with an authority it hadn't h

ning to face him. He looked ready to strike

t missing a beat. He placed a tablet on the coffee table. On the screen was the Blue Heron Hold

His eyes darte

siness," he snapped, bu

ng in black streaks. "I loved him, Edlyn

sound. "Happy? You wanted Julian's m

r shoulder hard. "Get out! You are a can

alance. Weaver stepped between

e low but clear. "My parents left it to me. You

us turned a shade of purple

ntimidate her. "We took you in when your parents died. And this is

to a terrifying calm. "Because attempting to use a mental health facility to silen

but now it was toothless. Weaver had tu

ped. His fa

her voice steady. "And vacate this house by the end of the week. Or

screamed. "The shares

ed. I

The hatred. These were the people

essary paperwork," she said, backing toward the door. "

us yelled as Edlyn opened the do

vy oak door, shutti

in. She had no coat. No car. But for the first t

The back door opened. Camden Benjam

up. "Your problem is solved.