His Billionaire Betrayal, Her Billion-Dollar Truth

to leave, their faces a mixture of pity and contempt. My cheek throbbed, but my

wasn' t fini

nt of me and blocking my path. "You don' t get to

ce. "You' re going to stay. You' re going to sit right over t

Make sure she doesn' t leave. Put her in that cor

ed, half-escorted me to a secluded alcove at the edge of the ballroom, shoving m

t my ex-boyfriend'

en with equally cruel faces and

one of them sneered, looking me over like

o have some of our daddies' ranch hands pay you a visit in New York. To co

t have known. His public cruelty, the slap, the venomous words-it was all a desperate act to get

people were not just vulgar; they were dangerous. T

a in a heated whisper, gesturing in my direction. He was trying to get her to let me go. She just laughed in h

ss apology. I gave him the slightest, almost imperc

his shoulders sl

abrina wanted me to watch the show. Fine. I would watch. But

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