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The Meeting

作者: Annabelle
last update 公開日: 2026-07-28 17:21:48

Jason's POV

I paced the length of the house, my eyes fixed on the door like a hawk watching its prey. The Vera Wang dress was supposed to arrive today. Every detail had been meticulously planned—the dress, the timing, the entrance at the O'Connor ball. Brenda would be a vision, and every eye in that room would be on her.

Tonight was about winning. Tonight was about showing the O'Connors that the Richmonds were not to be underestimated.

I checked my phone again. Still no call from the bo
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