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Chapter 13. Briana Ford Version 2.0

Author: J Cruz
last update Last Updated: 2024-06-04 14:40:22

Brie POV

“Carlo Bianchi Salon?” I was surprised when I set my flats-clad feet outside the two-story building that would serve as the meeting place for the appointment Charles set for me.

At first, I thought I got it wrong.

I looked at my phone's gallery, where I took an image of a piece of paper Charles handed me last night to see if I got the address correct, thinking there had to be a mix-up.

When double-checking proved I had the correct address, a frown formed slowly on my forehead.

Why would my brother send me to a salon?

Then, when I was about to turn around and ditch the appointment, the glass doors opened to reveal the face of a thirty-ish man with a flawless face and a buzz cut that enhanced his facial hair.

“Ms. Ford, I am Carlo Bianchi. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” He told me before lifting his hand in my direction.

While doing so, I noticed how he ran his eyes over my body as if I was merchandise he was trying to inspect. The perusal was not offending, but it was critic
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Debbie
Noah will regret leaving and divorcing his wife and now the Ford heiress and losing his triplet sons. Loser cheating jerk.
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Angela Abra Tumawu
So far i love the story ...️...
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    Speechless! This word best describes what I was feeling right now. Do you know that you were amazing readers? Yes, you who stayed with me until this page. When I first started writing this story, I had so many trepidations. I did not think I would be able to pull this through. First, it has a little similarity to my previous novel, Billionaire Ex Wants Me Back, but my editor believed so much in my draft that she encouraged me to consider doing this. (My heartfelt thanks to Lyra Pinter, who had been a constant source of support.)My feeling of uncertainty magnified when I received so many attacks when the story was first published. Too many detractors lashed out at my characters that I had a hard time concentrating.I know what I wanted to do, but the first people who were vocal about the story did not give me enough encouragement. They did not give my characters a chance to redeem themselves as the story progresses. Fear grips me everytime I face the blank screen of my computer.

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