From Fragile Heiress to Fierce Revenge

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I replied, meetin

artifice, no hidden agenda. Just a str

e, materializing beside

awn, his earlie

g Mike completely. "We need to talk. What yo

hed for

contact, Mike shifted, subtl

ust... there. A sol

glared at Mike. "This i

e princess is tired. It

d to adore me, you know. She'd tell me everything. This... this coldness, it's not

Bella? Were you just pretending to be... simple... all these y

in the air, ugl

the old pain, the

now, muffled by a

tion. "The way you cared for me when you left me drug

drained fr

when your staff treated me like a str

led, spe

might have believed your l

kind enough to escort me to my rooms?

ression unreadable.

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my father's voice, sharp an

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n silence f

d softly, not looking at him. "A

sed slightly b

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ulled

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. The smell of gasoline. A strong,

vo

lly looking up at him. "For sav

touched his lips.