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CHAPTER 29
“Forgive you? I'm the one who should beg for your forgiveness. I should never have let the bitch into this room, or given her the slightest opportunity to hurt you like that. I knew what she was like. What a selfish bitch she could be. But I wanted the chance to tell her what I really thought of her.”
“What happened, Nix?” Genie asked.
His shudder showed true revulsion.
“I still can't believe what she did. She’s just sick…”
He shook his head in disbelief.
“How did she get into the room with you? How did she know I wouldn't be here?”
“She must’ve overheard you and Ann at breakfast this morning, discussing and planned to go out. When we came out for a break from the conference, I got a message from her. It said she needed to see me urgently and that she was waitin
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