Rejected By My Husband, Desired By His Billionaire Brother
Lily frowned for a second, then, with a sigh and a small smile, she thanked Mary and made her way up the stairs.
Once inside her room, she immediately spotted the small cream-colored bag sitting at the center of her bed. The logo was discreet, nothing too flashy, but elegant enough to pique her curiosity.
She approached slowly, almost cautiously, and perched on the edge of her bed before pulling the bag toward her.
After a second of hesitancy, she pulled it open, peaking in.
Inside, nestled in soft tissue paper, was a diamond design claw clip—sleek, classy, with a soft shimmer that caught the light just right. Beside it was a single hair tie, its soft silk-like fabric dyed in the same stormy
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