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Chapter 23: Lincoln’s POV

Penulis: Nancii Agosto
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After watching Jessie greet guests gracefully and with poise, I meet with her near the refreshments table.

“You handle yourself well, given the circumstances. If I didn’t know any know any better, I’d say you were happily married.” I say casually as I motion for the bartender to hand me a beer from the cooler. “Beer?” I hold one out which she takes willingly. I then motion for another for myself before we continue our conversation.

“I have a hunch. Grace has blonde hair and she owes my husband money, right?” She whispered as we walked away from the table and the guests.

“Right.” The shells in her head were churning again.

“What if she’s actually his mistress? She was in his office that night - alone, she had taken his money and has obviously communicated with him behind my back. It’s entirely possible.” She wasn’t wrong. Grace does have the means to contact Alan, a reason to please him and a motive to betray her - it all stems from money.

“Okay, then let’s just test your theory.” I sh
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