I.VChapter Four: Contract MarriagePOV: SarahWhat the hell have I gotten myself into?Claire’s thousand dollars suddenly felt like blood money. I muttered curses under my breath as I climbed the stairs to my apartment, still in her ridiculous red dress and heels. I barely noticed my neighbors’ wide-eyed stares at my polished, out-of-place appearance.“What a day,” I groaned, unlocking the door.Claire sat on my bed, legs crossed, looking far too comfortable for someone who had thrown me into the lion’s den. The second I stepped inside, the questions poured out.“Finally! Sarah, how did it go? Did he reject you? You said we need to talk, I tried calling but it didn’t go through. Spill!”Her bubbly tone grated on my already frayed nerves. I dropped onto the bed beside her and shoved the thick folder into her lap without a word.“He wants a contract marriage, Claire,” I said flatly. “No chance to reject him. He just left me with his PA like I was some delivery. I did my part, I showed
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