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"I will ask you once more. After that I will ask Mr Wray's legal team to examine the guardianship documentation you filed in 2017 more carefully. I understand there were some irregularities." The kettle boiled. Bain didn't pour it. He stood with both hands on the counter and looked at the wall above the sink and thought about all the things he told himself when he needed to sleep at night. That it was necessary. That she was young and would have struggled. That clearing his debts was simply how the world worked and someone always paid and better it was her than him. He had told himself these things so many times they had almost stopped feeling like lies. Almost. He turned around.

“Less than a year. His family wants to contest his will and block his charitable foundation. A loving partner makes their case weaker. We want you to play the part.” I blinked. “You want me to pretend to be in love with a billionaire while he dies?” “In exchange,” he said, tapping the envelope, “we’ll erase your brother’s medical debts. Pay for his future care. Clear your name with certain… creditors.” That made me flinch. “How do you know about my debts?” “We know everything about you, Miss Callahan.” My throat dried. “And when he dies?” “You walk away. Rich. Clean. New identity, if you want it.”

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I could say that Sunday was boring, and uneventful, and normally it would be, but in reality, it was a whirlwind of adventures. It wasn’t even nine in the morning. I woke up earlier than I wanted at five, and almost forgot a few important papers for my meeting with Illiana.She was a stylish young girl, a foot or two taller than me, and I was almost always starstruck at the eclecticism that showed in her work. She had a certain finesse when it came to her clothing style, and there was never a time that I wasn’t impressed with her work.

she hissed. Camila chuckled lightly and earned a glare from Joan “Oh please, it’s too funny to let it pass without laughing,” she shook her head then stopped laughing and gave a serious look “It is an inviting offer but weird, what if you were some serial killer who kills rich handsome men for a living?” Joan looked at her in disbelief and shook her head at her assumptions. “What exactly are you reading that is giving you these ideas?” “It’s a crime documentary darling, and it gives you a sense of security somehow” she shrugged.

The End of Book Two Coming soon, Mary's brother, Dave and Lea's Story

The sound of my own voice filled the quiet room. I scrolled through my beneficiary list to test it. Maybe the issue wasn’t with my account but hers. I needed to be sure. Then I saw Roland’s name. Roland had worked as my personal assistant for years. Loyal, honest, efficient. If there was anyone I could trust to test this with, it was him. I tapped his name, entered the amount—“$5000”—and hit “Send.” The screen blinked once and turned green. Transaction successful. I frowned. So, the issue wasn’t with my bank.