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chapter fifty seven

Penulis: Ammy gold
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2025-10-17 04:43:25

It was all over the tabloids and news before Adrian or Gabriel even realized it had begun....

“Isabella Moreau’s Public Breakdown: Love, Lies, and the Knight Affair,” one headline screamed across morning screens. Another tabloid followed: “The Woman Who Couldn’t Let Go Former Fiancée Stalks Billionaire and His Partner.”

The photos were brutal Isabella was caught outside Knight Tower, shouting trying to make a scene ...

Adrian’s security held her back. She didn’t know reporters were outsid
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