The Genius Coder and Her Secret Billionaire Husband

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a pen from her own bag and sig

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partment. It's your safe house. No

limit. Consider it our partnership's 'operating budget.' You

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p to Europe. I'll be back in a week. Until then, this place is yo

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and access key clutched in her hand. Outside, the lights of New York beg