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Chapter 33: The Proposal l

Author: Michelle
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-07-08 05:33:14

Ava’s POV

My phone rang, and the moment I answered, a professional male voice greeted me.

“Hello, Miss Ava James. I’m the representative who handled your mother’s medical bills on behalf of my boss. Doctor Raymond told us you’d been trying to reach us.”

At those words, my heart skipped a beat.“Oh my God!” I exclaimed. “Words can’t describe what you guys did for me. I’m immensely grateful.”

“It was actually my boss who paid the bills,” he explained. “I only acted as his representative. H
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