The Mind-Reading CEO Refuses To Divorce

to the black silk sheets as a flood of foreign memories s

signature multi-million-dollar piece owned by the Delacruz family-the ruthless Wall Street dynasty from t

back at her was the pale, delicate face of the billionaire's disposable contract wife, a woman destined to die penniles

rtha, the head housekeeper placed here by Georgia's mother-in-law to spy on he

waiting downstairs. St

tongue, dropped her shoulders, and smooth

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n on her heel, her heels clicking lo

orm of a desperate woman trying to please a cold-blooded corporate tyrant. Georgia wrinkled her nose in disgust. To survive until the div

ly over her stomach. She walked down the spiral staircase at a measured pace, her gaze passin

three years, stood with his back to her. Dressed in a bespoke black suit, he scrolled

ehind him, holding her breath

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of irritation tightening his jaw. Before he could speak, his chief assistant, Gor

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trokes, treating Georgia like part of the furniture. Georgia stared at his Platinum Patek Philippe watch

shut, Garrett hand

And have them draft a supplemental

, her fingers twisting the gray wool of her skirt. She

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m his six-foot-three frame, hi

gia. Our three-year

d red around the rims. Inside, she was biting the inside of her cheek s

to the glass table, splashing dark liquid onto the saucer. Garrett picked up t

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pulled her arm back against her chest. Garrett set the cup down, adjusted

urning flat and calculating. Outside, in the backseat of his idling Rolls-Royce, Garrett rubbed his throb