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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TEN

Author: Treyl
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JOANA'S POV

They had no shame.

The confrontation had been explosive. Mr. Gates hadn’t denied it. He’d simply claimed that family should protect family—and Anita had sat smugly beside him, like a queen regaining her throne.

She barely looked my way, but I felt her satisfaction and tasted it in the air like poison.

Clinton finally turned from the desk. “You used your influence to override hard evidence. You know what she did. You saw the recordings. Heard the confession.”

Mr. Gates didn’t flinch. “Evidence can be manipulated, Clinton. I don’t trust the words of men like Jason.”

“You don’t trust facts,” Caleb spat. “You trust whatever keeps your family name clean. What kind of legacy are you trying to protect when it’s rotting from the inside?”

Mr. Gates rose from his chair slowly, placing both hands on his cane. “You may not understand it now, Caleb. But one day, when you have your own family to lead, you’ll realize that loyalty matters more than any public trial.”

I had enough. “Lo
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  • TAKE ME BACK EX WIFE   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY-ONE

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  • TAKE ME BACK EX WIFE   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-EIGHT

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