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Banks Framed

Author: Eniwealth
last update publish date: 2026-08-31 02:51:00

He sits properly,still not saying anything about what he means by 'Ruthless'

"I'm certain you're aware of who Banks Wellington is."

"What do you mean?" Before Dean can reply me, the office door opens and secretary steps inside.

"The videography team is here, boss." Dean stands up, smoothing the front of his fitted, navy blue Ralph Lauren polo and tailored trousers.

"Let's go." I stand up too.

"Where?"

"For what you came here for," Dean says, offering a mild smile.

"The launch. We need to s
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Eniwealth
˃̶͈◡˂̶͈˃̶͈◡˂̶͈˃̶͈◡˂̶͈ you just don't like this nigga. He won't accept your apology when you realize he's a sweetheart
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i know dean behind this i just can’t prove it
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