Leyla's Pov By my fourth visit, I'm invisible. The secretary doesn't even look up; she just acknowledges my presence with a cold, silent stare before returning to her typing. I stand there a second too long, waiting for a "hello" that isn't coming. To her, I’m just the stripper sister of the man who killed Raymond Vale. I shift my weight, and a sharp, familiar pain shoots up my calves. My feet are still swollen from six hours on the main stage, and the skin around my ankles raw from the straps of seven-inch platforms. I reek of a life Lucien Vale wouldn't touch even with a gloved hand, yet here I am. George’s hearing is the morning after tomorrow. Somehow, his two million dollar bail was denied and even worse... his hearing pushed forward. So, if I don't get to Lucien today, my brother is as good as dead. I’m his only hope, and I’m running out of time. "Mr. Vale is in a meeting,” the secretary dismisses me. “I’ll wait.” She snaps, her patience breaking. "Look, I’ve told you a
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