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Chapter forty- eight

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Ryder's face turned cold In two seconds, Kayla cocked her brow at him worriedly.

He put the call on the speaker without thinking.

A man's voice echoed, distorted from the speaker of the phone.

"Ryder Brooks. Stop seeing Kayla Moreno. You both have an affair going on and you think it wouldn't take a minute before the whole country knows?. Least I forget to tell you... She's not yours to protect. That child you think you could hide away from the earth, masking it with your pres
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