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The Perfect Wife

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Chapter 13

The silence in the penthouse that evening was deafening.

Julian had spent the last two hours locked inside his mahogany-paneled study, staring blindly at a stack of merger documents. A glass of untouched bourbon sat on his desk.

His mind was a chaotic, violent storm.

He couldn't stop replaying the scene in the hospital hallway. Elara’s father had nearly died right in front of him. By all accounts, Elara should have turned her absolute, justified hatred onto Julian. She should be scre
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