The Disguised Heiress And Her Obsessive Tycoon

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unched the keys on her register, pulling up the

count, the register chimed. The new membe

en dropped instantly

pulled the crumpled newspaper clippings from her pocket

facturer coupons

each toothpaste

ing the coupons. She s

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oupon off the machine herself, a

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nda's hands shook violently as she manually keyed i

rred to life, spitting

. She took the receipt, shoved the eggs and

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