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Chapter 95

Author: Starry X
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-10-09 16:00:29

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The penthouse smelled like cold coffee and gin.

Rachelle sat curled in the corner of her couch, lit up by the glow of two tablets and a laptop spread across the table. Her robe slipped off one shoulder, her nails tapping an annoyed beat on the glass.

The numbers were huge.

The leak had gone off like a bomb.

TABITHA DAWSON: FROM FOSTER WARD TO BILLIONAIRE TRAP.

THE REAL REASON BRADLEY FILED: EX-WIFE'S PAST EXPOSED.

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