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The Mistress Clause

Author: Jasmin
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-08-25 17:53:28

Annabelle stormed into the study first, jaw clenched and chin held high, fully expecting Richard Barton to unleash hell the moment the door clicked shut.

But instead, he stood behind the massive desk like a statue—arms crossed, expression unreadable, not a flicker of anger on his face.

She folded her arms and stared him down. “Before you jump to conclusions, I didn’t push your little darling. Julia tripped on her own lies and heels—and now she’s doing what she does best. Playing the victim.”

Richard said nothing. Not even a blink.

“I know what you're thinking,” she continued, tone sharp and fearless. “You’ll believe her over me, like always. After all, you two make such a lovely pair—your sweet-as-honey girlfriend and you. Richie and Julia. What a charming scum duo.”

His eyes twitched.

“Richie?” he repeated, lips twitching at the nickname.

Annabelle smirked slightly, catching his reaction, then blinked as if remembering her anger. “Yes. Aren’t you the ‘Richie’ of your drama queen Juli
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