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Chapter 6

Author: Nancy Hart
I shook my head. "No. I just want to take a break for a while."

Jarrold studied me, his voice deceptively soft. "If you're tired, take a leave. A fully paid one."

Of course he wouldn’t let me go easily. I was still his pawn, a tool to be used until he no longer needed me—until he could present my defeat as a wedding gift to Cindy.

He had to have known about her relentless schemes. I refused to believe he was ignorant.

"That isn't necessary," I replied evenly. "I just want to go home for a while. I'll be back, and I'll find a new job then."

Only when I promised to return did he finally grant my resignation.

That afternoon, after completing the formalities, I stepped out of the Jameson Group headquarters and immediately spotted the loitering figures. Cindy's men. Of course.

A cold dread washed over me as the memory surfaced—in my past life, this was exactly when she had me kidnapped and killed, my body never found.

It seemed she was impatient to finish the job.

I took a steadyin
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