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Chapter 20

Author: PlumangTboli
last update publish date: 2026-09-13 14:57:38

Hayes's thumb brushed over her knuckles. “Will you promise me one thing?”

Ysa narrowed her eyes. “What?”

“After this contract ends, don't go back to that life.”

She simply stared at him, almost laughing

Excuse me?

Of all the things this bastard could ask her, this was what he had chosen?

Ysa had to fight the urge to put her hands on her hips. She had already left that life. Three years ago. She had walked away from it and never once gone back. Not when things became difficult. Not w
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  • Married To My Richest Client   Chapter 20

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