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CHAPTER 17

Penulis: Penny
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Michael's POV

I first heard James Vale's name in passing—just a whisper among the elite. A harmless murmur that might have meant nothing on its own.

But when that whisper included Alexandra's name in the same breath, it made my blood run cold.

A week ago, at the Crown Summit Business Conference, I had watched her walk away from me with more venom than I'd ever seen from her before. I'd convinced myself she was still playing hard to get, still punishing me for the past. That we were just doing our familiar dance.

Now, I realized she wasn't just rejecting me—she was moving on.

And I wasn't about to let that happen.

It didn't take long to get information on James Vale. Men like him left trails, no matter how much money they threw at erasing them. Money talks, but secrets whisper louder if you know who to pay.

I sat in my office on a Tuesday afternoon, blinds half-drawn, bourbon untouched, scrolling through the reports my private investigator had compiled. Each swipe of my finger revealed
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