Rebecca was glancing around the room with curious eyes. She looked like she was expecting someone else to step out from a hidden corner, another woman, maybe, but the room was silent. It was just her and Mrs. Judge."Nobody else is in the room, dear," the woman said gently. She crossed one leg over the other and smiled like she had everything under control. "It’s just the two of us. I know you're surprised, but trust me, I have my reasons. Consider yourself lucky, thousands of women would fight for the opportunity I’m offering you, but here I am, handing it to you on a silver platter."Rebecca shifted in her seat. "I’m not his type, Ma’am. Bryan likes his women classy, polished, and expensive. That’s not me, I’m sorry, Ma, but he would never see me like that. I can’t believe we are even having this conversation."Mrs. Judge let out a soft, knowing laugh. She waved her hand like Rebecca had just said something silly. "Oh, sweetheart. We can make you his type, that is pretty easy. A li
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