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Chapter 46

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ELLE'S POV

The boardroom was barely empty when I turned on Raymond. My heart was pounding so fast I could hear it in my ears, but I didn’t care.

“You broke our agreement,” I said, my voice sharp enough to cut through the heavy silence left behind.

He stopped halfway through slipping his arm into his jacket sleeve, his brow furrowing as he looked at me.

“What agreement?” He asked, curiosity lacing his words.

I stared at him, disbelief rising like bile in my throat. “Don’t play dumb with me, Raymond. The one we made with Nita. We promised her we wouldn’t expose her if she came clean.”

He blinked, genuine confusion flickering across his face. “Elle, I don’t remember—”

“You don’t remember?” My voice cracked, rising higher than I meant it to as I cut him off. I took a step closer, my hands clenching into fists. “I answered your phone earlier today, and guess what, it was the police. They said you had filed the complaint and Nita yourself, and that they needed your signature to move forwa
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