The Contract
He would surely catch up to her.
Arriving at the mansion, Catherine wasted no time heading to her room, eager to refresh herself after the tumultuous events of the day. Yet, as she swung open her closet door, her breath caught in her throat—her belongings were nowhere to be found. Panic surged through her veins, a cold dread creeping over her skin like icy tendrils. “They finally know, they finally found out I’m a fraud, I’m finally going to prison…” her thoughts were frantic.
With trembling fingers, she dialed Hayden's number, her heart racing as she awaited her friend's arrival. When Hayden finally appeared, concern etched across her features, Catherine spilled her distress in a frantic ru
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