ilding into the cold midnight air. The win
ace she had called home for t
r family and Carson's betrayal replaying in her mind like
le of water, and sat by the window. The city lights blurre
ave them, completely. Not just move out, but beco
e, scrolling through jo
City's exorbitant rents
. On her own, escaping their grip would
house on the Upper East Side,
down at the city. He had just ended a video call with his fa
, the glass making a sharp sound
his funds if he didn't agree to get engaged to Gemma Beaumon
tant, calling to inform him that a reservation
y," Hardy said co
ng. He needed a wife, yes-a tool to get th
childhood playmate, Chloe Beaumont. The girl who h
for chasing a ghost, for rejecting a
faded photograph of a little girl with pigtails
image, a rare softness in h
ce store, Chloe's pho
ber. She had made her decision. She would
s she would have never entertained before. She needed s
uld no longer wait passively. He picked up his phon
ng no room for argument. "Use every resour
the other end. "Sir,
ograph. "No," he said, his voice l
someone... who lo
breaking points, were now hurtling
marriage of convenience. Housing and financial issues solved." She swiped
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