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The Betrayed Heiress: Rising From Ashes
Chapter 1
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per and pulled. It stuck halfway. She gritted her teeth, hercked against the pristine l
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ach dropped, twisting in
he doorframe. She chewed a piece of
against her chest. She tappedmpt. "We have actual, paying patients who require our immediate attention." To punctuate her point, Sharon deliberately let the metal clipboard slip from
d straight. The muscles
ly. Her bare feet made
slack. No emotion. No reaction. That was the ru
. Standing in the middle of the New York pentho
hands grabbing Charlene's arms, dragging her across the m
smelled like bleach and rubbing alcohol. She swallowe
y legs to move. One
popping in the quiet room. She picked up the metal clipboa
d out the
sweaty fingers slipped ag
eezed the pen so hard her knuc
of the discharge papers. She signed her nam
al clipboard back
ing in disgust. She stepped sideways,
. She bent down and grabbed the
ght pulled at her weak
oom and stepped into th
. It was a low, constant electric hum
the long corridor,
k of expensive leather dress
walking. She slow
ood at the end
navy suit. The fabric fell perf
ft wrist. He adjusted the ban
he loo
. His gaze was precise, calculatin
into her bones. Her fingers tightened around the handles of h
