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Mr. García would like the new draft by ten tonight,

Author: Elle Woods
last update publish date: 2026-11-14 08:00:21

 CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED AND EIGHT 

SCARLETT'S POV

I read it for the eleventh time at six in the morning, and the words were exactly the same.

The draft lay on my kitchen table beside a mug of coffee gone cold. Hargrove had brought it himself at nine the previous morning, in a leather folio, with a polite smile and a pen he did not ask me to use. Four pages. A headline in plain type. Under it, my name.

Riley Kane cut the brake line that killed Mara Ford a

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