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Chapter 11 The Lawyer

Auteur: Janice Mark
last update Date de publication: 2026-02-07 00:00:05

Aria’s POV

The law office of Mitchell & Associates was tucked into a corner building in downtown Manhattan, far enough from Jason’s usual haunts that I wouldn’t risk running into anyone who knew him.

I’d called that morning while Jason was still sleeping off his hangover. Made an appointment under my real name…Aria Myles…not Hartley. The receptionist hadn’t questioned it.

Now I sat in a leather chair across from Marcus Mitchell, a man in his late fifties with graying hair and sharp eyes that ha
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