Chapter 23Hello, young mistress. The message has been delivered successfully to the Smith Group, the voice on the other end of the call said, smooth and professional. Okay. Well done, Sandra replied, her voice even, controlled. If he comes, let me know before he steps inside.Yes, young mistress. She hung up without another word, sliding the phone across the mahogany desk as if it were a problem solved. The screen went dark, but her eyes stayed fixed on it for a second longer. Ryan. The name sat bitter on her tongue, a taste she’d spent weeks trying to wash out. Loving you was the most foolish thing I’ve ever done,she murmured to the empty room. But now… the love is gone. The words didn’t sting like they used to. They felt like a truth finally settling into bone. Her hand drifted down, resting against the slight curve of her stomach. The movement was unconscious, protective. A smile small, real, and entirely new touched her lips. Child, she whispered, I pray you never
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