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Chapter 9 No.9
neon greens and heavy wools in the Phoenix folder were a nightmare, but she was bre
to ache. She
ack of her neck, and walke
toward the communal pantry. As s
ve, too
voice. Oily and
ped closer to the open d
t the refrigerator. A middle-aged man in a tight grey suit had
. The deputy head o
ding one of Al
ing his face closer to hers. "But you lack e
she clutched her empty coffee mug. She tried to slide
In this industry, who you know is more important than what you k
's throat. Her bloo
her phone, opened the voice memo app, and
y. "A private dinner. Just you and
op the recording. She slipped
vious smile on her face a
Helena s
dropped his arm from th
traight toward them. She ignored Warren completely. "Dad j
zed Helena. He knew she was the C
ed their elbows tightly. She could fe
r voice light and cheerful.
ut of the pantry wi
coffee machine, his face t
e stairwell and let the heav
na broke down. She covered her
he rubbed Alaina's back, feeling the
orning," Alaina cried into Helena's
fingers dug into the fabr
out of here," H
he street to a quiet cafe. She ordered two massive slices of
d back into the lobby of
Alaina freez
ross the marble floor, heading straight towar
he let go of Alaina's arm
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