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Thirty First Meeting
Edward stared at Camilla in bewilderment. She had to have gone completely off the rails. A royal advisor should not be threatening him using his parents.
“I don’t see how you are going to do that,” he said and shook her hand away. “You’re batshit insane.”
Camilla opened the folder and slid the contents across the table towards him. Most of the pages were photos of his parents taken secretly in different locations. The other pages were details of payments for the photos and a list of hitmen.
“If you don’t comply, I will hire one of these people and book your parents in for their deaths,” she told him.
Edward felt a pang of utter terror. The look in her eyes indicated she was completely serious and had every intent of going through with her threats.
He needed to play it carefully. He couldn’t push Camilla too hard, but he needed to stand his ground.
“I think you wouldn’t g
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