The Fake Foolish Bride's Secret Comeback

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line trailing down Clara's pale che

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tuxedo jacket with bloody fingers. She buried her

voice broken and terrified. "It

cheek. The muscle in his jaw ticked

is head. His gaze

anger. It was the lo

ming through the room. He slammed his cane aga

backed up until her should

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closer to Bryant's chest. She pointe

sobbed, her voice echoing in the sile

in the air, hea

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room turned t

kept Clara tucked sa

step toward Kes

s voice was a low, terrifying rumble. "And the cu

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turned his head slightly toward the he

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ollapsed onto the floor, her

pered, all the bloo

ions of dollars worth of jewelry in this sui

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ed Keshia a slow, chilling smi

nodded at Bryant. "Sir, the feed confirms.

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