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Chapter 24: Boiling Point

作者: MeritAbi
last update 公開日: 2025-11-06 19:06:02

Hailey's POV

I opened the door slowly, my hand was trembling on the handle.

Valarie stood there in that tight red dress, her lips curved into a smile that made my skin crawl, she looked like a predator who'd cornered her prey, confident and dangerous.

"Good evening, Hailey," she said sweetly, too sweetly, "is Evans home? I need to discuss some business with him."

My fingers tightened on the door, "Business is handled at the office, this is his home, family only."

"Oh, but Evans and I have such
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