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chapter 8; THE CEOS PRIVATE PATIENT.

Auteur: BABY SISI
last update Date de publication: 2026-10-22 18:19:38

Chloe’s POV

I woke up feeling exhausted from the previous day. By the time I had returned home the night before, I was too tired to do anything but fall into bed.

The last thing I remembered was my mother's phone call. She had called to inform me that Rachel's wedding was happening the following day.

Why the sudden rush?

Something about the whole arrangement felt suspicious, and I couldn't shake the feeling that they were hiding something from me. There was only one explanation I could thin
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