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Chapter 73

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last update Veröffentlichungsdatum: 30.04.2026 08:36:21
A sack of potatoes. That’s how Owen carried her.

He had the audacity to tell me she’d had too much to drink. He thinks I’m an amateur?

I know what a drunk actress looks like. They’re giggly, they’re messy, or they’re catatonic. They don’t look dead!

I saw the way her head lolled against his shoul
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    I watch Sydney walk away from me, her spine perfectly straight, her head held high like a queen marching out of a ruined kingdom. Her words—sharp, icy, and dripping with disgust that makes my skin crawl—still echo in the quiet space of the dining room. "While you're busy playing love and playing h

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    My heart drops into my shoes, a sickening wave of nausea swirling in my stomach. He sharply pulls away after a beat, his hands coming up to grip her shoulders, his face a mix of shock and discomfort. "Camille, what are you doing here? How did you even get past the gates?" "Oh, Owen, I came the sec

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    I don't wait to hear another word. A blinding, white-hot rush of pure adrenaline and rage explodes in my chest. Before I even realize what I’m doing, my arm whips forward. I throw my phone across the bedroom with every ounce of strength I have left. It hits the far drywall with a sickening smack,

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    I sit on the edge of the mattress, the silence of my locked bedroom pressing in from all sides. My scalp still burns from where I was aggressively pulling at the tangles earlier, but I barely care. I slowly run a hand through my hair, letting out a long breath that shudders against my teeth. The r

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    It’s almost eight in the evening when the revolving doors at the entrance spin. I know it’s him before I even see his face. The energy in the room shifts, becoming denser, more electric. Owen Kingston strides across the lobby, his charcoal overcoat open, his movements possessing a predatory grace t

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    "You have to go to him, Syd. You have to talk to Owen Kingston today and try to get him to back you up. After you just bolted away the other day, he didn't appreciate the waste of time and thought you weren't even ready for the case. You have to prove otherwise." I wipe a stray tear that’s managed

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    He sighs, avoiding my eyes. He taps a few keys on his computer and stares at the screen for a long beat. "I’m sorry, Mrs Newton. Truly. But I’ve received an injunction. Your husband has frozen the accounts." Hold up... I stare at him, stunned. "He did what? Those are my personal accounts, Mr. Hend

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