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Chapter 82: Nothing Has Happened Yet

Author: MM de Wet
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-06-02 13:00:06

Harper smiles softly. “God, you are hot when you are being all possessive,” she breathes out before clearing her throat softly. “But we have to think logically. Like you said there is more at stake in this situation. If you just fire him or make his life hell. He could sue. But if I make a report to HR, then there will be official grounds for termination.” Oliver’s expression shifts from fierce determination to something more calculating as her logical points sin

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