She Faked Her Death And Returned As A Legend

markable black sedan into the

ding when Fiona Fletcher, her coll

ver answered my messages. This isn't a game, Gen. Even if you w

behind her eyes, the sudden

phone, opened WhatsApp, and handed

over more than just one day. The pho

ore shoving the phone back as if it we

mpany would never have gotten this big. And now he has the nerve to c

eve raised a ha

treats you like this, and you

a cha

were cold and sharp as splintered ice. "A public showdown

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but she never tolerated betrayal. Once someone cro

hey walked back to th

through several quick approvals an

sk came through: attend an academic lect

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t of the hall, file folder in hand, and heading for

fficult. Beh

er body went rigid as her he

slim waist, guiding her into the hotel. The woman's c

ulian's neck and kissed him, her red lips

ulgence. His hand pressed into the small of her back

, a sharp pain that seemed to

couldn't even wait for nightfall, sneaking of

door, Julian's gaze su

rk, clouded with

empty, holding a crue

d Genevieve, too. A smirk curled her red lips, and without breaking

, deliberate-an u

e. Refusing to watch a second more, she

slamming it shut. Julian had caught up to her. He was slightly out of

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ll her strength, but th

nto the back seat. Julian slid in right after her, his handsom

e, I can

e only edged further away, her

off your mouth befo

ively raised a hand to his lips, a flash

ulus Group. Isabelle Sullivan is the daughter of one of their board members. She's here to study, and they asked me to loo

e. He leaned closer, trying to charm her th

. I promise, I'll be more mindful of boundaries from now on. D

hill in them was absolute, yet h

sonal care' of her a condi

ting, no hysteric

mpenetrable than any wall of anger, and that one cold questio

shed over Julian. He tugg

for work. Can you sto

accusation so absurd

even thrown

photos from her phone in his face bef

felt like a fresh wound, bu

arriage, just say so. I'll give yo

her like a fool? Why li

her mouth, his hand clam

er say that word. We agreed. Whatever problems we

ve

with someone else. How, exactly,

if any move she made would

ulian's face was a stone-cold mask as he pulled out hi

ready seen the calle

the phone away, the

tification popped up. Th

t hurt. It r

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in a row. All