The Neglected Wife's Billion Dollar Sweet Revenge

blackout curtains slid shut against the afternoon glare whil

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without looking back once made his chest feel as

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gh and snatched the stapled

per in half, then shredded the halves into doze

mahogany desk. Arthur took half a step back

on his assistant. "Tomorrow's signing goes ahead at nine, but change the terms. I want her travel

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Lincoln Tunnel and merged onto the coastal highway. F

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hadn't dialed in three years-not since the night she fough

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the look on Julianne's face, and quietly pressed the button to rais

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for three seconds before a heavy,

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a tear rolled silentl

ad once stubbornly gone her own way for love an

ts to marry Chadwick, and because the Blanchards had n

o had simply followed a man away-which was exactly why her husb

ver as Barnard slammed his fist down

Long Island upstarts actually locked my da

w's widow!" Barnard roared into the phone. "Our West Coast private security fleet is already sta

the headrest and closed her eyes, lett

never given up on her and were always willing

t she was wronged so quickly, let alone cont

finally had enough lessons before choosing to contact her-because they knew

the family's people yet, Dad... What they did to me over thes

a beat before letting

ever you want-the entire Omni Glob

ds at nine-thirty, and I want to leave New York immediately." Julianne wiped h

Area is waiting for their real boss to come home." Barnard's voice softened. "Finis

ld the warm phone in her pa

pressed the switch to lo

at ten sharp, decrypt and release all master

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pulling into the private underground gara

uitcase and locked every piece of jewelry bearing the Blanchard c