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Chapter 75: The Boardroom Aftermath
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2026-10-06 12:00:06"He's probably bribing the entire concierge desk by now," Tiffany murmured, a soft laugh vibrating against Julian's chest as she finally untangled herself from his grip and sat up, letting the heavy white duvet pool around her hips. "And honestly? Can you blame him? We gave the tabloids enough material to keep their printing presses running for a decade. The headline in the Financial Chronicle this morning practically screamed scandal."
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