How much is your Love?
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She tossed the envelope to me with force.
"Just give him this," she hissed, leaning in close. I could smell her perfume—something sharp, floral, and aggressively expensive. "And tell him if he doesn't show up to the gala tonight, his grandmother will cut him off completely. Do you understand? No more funding. No more games."
"Gala tonight," I repeated slowly, clutching the packet against my chest. "Grandma is mad. Got it. I'll tell him."
"Ugh." She rolled her eyes, turning on her heel. The red soles of her designer heels clacked sharply against the marble hallway. "Wow, so the company is about hands up, but Sebastian is here on a vacation?."
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