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CHAPTER 130

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~ CHLOE

There was a myth people loved to feed: that big turning points are born from big opportunities. They're not. Almost everything gets decided in four minutes.

Four minutes with a distracted child. Four minutes while a man takes a call in another room. Four minutes when a smart woman leaves her phone on the counter because she feels safe inside her own home.

That was what trust did. It made people careless.

The next morning, the apartment woke up in its usual chaos. Lily was playing on
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  • FAKE DATING WITH BENEFITS: MY BILLIONAIRE BOSS   CHAPTER 131

    ~ SIMONI was in the middle of a meeting with the finance board when my phone buzzed on the table. I ignored it the first time. The second time, I looked."You should know."Below it, an image. A screenshot of a conversation between Jamie and Ethan.My jaw locked before I could stop it. I zoomed in.The visible messages were few:"Perfect. Let's go there tomorrow then.""I'll ask to leave earlier and we'll meet there.""Just don't mention it to anyone."I stared."Simon?"I looked up. The CFO was waiting for my answer."Keep going."He kept going. I didn't hear the next three sentences. I went back to the image.There was nothing sexual. Nothing romantic. Nothing that, on its own, meant a damn thing. Ethan worked with Jamie. They had reasons to meet. She was his boss. There were a hundred perfectly normal explanations.So why "don't mention it to anyone"?I locked the phone."Five minutes," I said, standing.Nobody questioned it. I walked into my office, shut the doo

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