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88. THE THOUGHT MATTERS

Penulis: Faith Adore
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CLARA

There was only one man that could cause that kind of reaction with the way he threw money around.

Well, not throw… he was one of the most tactical men I knew at least. Just… he had too much money to give out.

I still stood over the bag, my hand shaking as I parted it open. Nora had stopped screaming and just sobbed beside me. I could not even start to ask her why the hell she was crying, because to be honest, I was about to cry myself.

I loved gifts so much… He knew I did…

There was so much money in the bag. Filled the birkin to the brim, in wads of hundred dollar notes.

This spelt Lucas Sinclair so bad. A part of me wanted to shut the option down, cracking my brain to think of why he would even offer me gifts right now. But every other part of me strongly believed it was him.

"Oh shit. The bag." I slapped my hand over my mouth, recognizing exactly what kind of birkin it was. Nora glanced at me expectantly, waiting for me to continue.

"It’s limited edition. I saw… I remember se
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