His Billion-Dollar Vengeance
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mixture of confusion and contempt. They saw my simple polo
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her voice sneered. "Trying to g
ed by a mask of cold fury. She looked down at
is a disturbed constituent. He's been harassing my fa
evoted husband perfectly. He looked at me with a patronizing sm
ed in, a choru
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in the reputation of a
e probably live
the deepest cut came from Ava, the woman I had built an e
in my pocket.
mother isn't in the picture, it's just for show. I'll use
our wedding night. A promise to forgive any one argume
our most sacred promise, to
wasn't about the campaign. This was about her, and Mark,
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