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corporate shadows

作者: Pretty Betty
last update publish date: 2026-08-03 07:45:31

**Chapter 60: Corporate Shadows**

The morning light filtering through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Chloe’s home office felt harsher than usual. She sat at her expansive desk, surrounded by mood boards, fabric swatches, and three open laptops. The sage-green maxi dress from yesterday had been replaced by a sharp cream business suit that hugged her voluptuous figure with tailored precision—the jacket nipping in beneath her full breasts before flowing over the soft curve of her stomach and gene
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