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CHAPTER 38

Author: CagalieYula
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2025-03-28 15:00:06

I barely slept that night.

My father was awake. That should have been good news—great news—but instead, my mind was in turmoil.

I had been seconds away from signing that contract with Nolan. Seconds away from locking myself into a deal I desperately didn’t want.

And now?

Now, I had a chance to delay it. Maybe even stop it completely.

But how?

I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at my phone, my fingers hovering over Nolan’s number.

I had to call him. Had to tell him that I wasn’t signing anythi
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