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68: The Woman I Despise

last update Date de publication: 2026-02-06 01:46:19

Slash’s POV

“Sir, the bank called to inform us that the check cleared,” one of my guards said calmly as he focused on the road ahead.

For a second, I thought I had misheard him.

Then I laughed.

A low, disbelieving sound left my chest as I leaned back against the leather seat, tilting my head slightly. “Unbelievable,” I muttered under my breath.

So it was real.

All that noise. All that righteous anger. All that dramatic talk about hating men like me—and in the end, she still cashed the damn chec
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