The Billionaire Who Saved Me.

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eyes again. In the yellow-tinted light, she found

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name. As a memory. And it

sciousness, a determination formed in her mind. She had t

ight did not need to be prolonged by the awkwardness of

us to not wake him. He appeared sound asleep, deeply

tt's face. He looked handsome in his mature features, with a thi

was already four in the morning, and she did not want

for her clothes one by one. She put them on quick

he mirror, making sure she looked presentable. However, she could not hi

ething made her pause when her hand reached the doorknob

ng right away, she turned around, approached Garrett, and looked at h

a faint kiss on Garrett's chee

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his cheek. A touch that rendered him powerless to draw his consci

izing how light he felt that morning. It made him wonder if it was due to the s

furrowed his brow when he turned to the side. The

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bows as he looked around, trying to find her presence. But she w

eaded to the bathroom, only to find Elice was not there. Worse still, the bathro

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tarily in his chest. His hand roughly brushe

e was no trace of Elice left. Her clothes, shoes, bag, and all her be

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eave as if she were a criminal fleeing from the police

tting on his underwear, he decided to settle himself on the comfortable sofa

drop left as Garrett quenched his thir

ng for his pants and pulling out his phone from his pocket. One

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time, Garrett an

. You finally a

etting worse. But he could

you call me on a Sunday morning ju

is only worth a thousand dollars. You know very well

dge of his nose, and felt the heaviness in

been working overtime lately. And I beg

t seemed Garrett's conversation partner did not

this discussion until I s

does it seem like you're more ambitio

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, it could not hide one fact. That his conv

mpetition. Especially when it's about fighti

ion would not be visible. Especially not to Nelson Graham, a middle-ag

ou don't forg

at morning. It seemed like he needed painkillers more than ju

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ut money. But it's more than that

breath in his chest. His expression seem

nsider the actions of the Ramirez family. Right now, they're preparing for any possible act

e about the

after your name. But, as I said, this inheritance is not just about you, Garr

seemed that this time he truly needed painkillers rat

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