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Paul smirked. Eliza came into the kitchen with her empty plates. Her face lit up at the sight of Paul. “Uncle Paul!” Eliza squealed. “My goodness, what a pretty little princess dress you have on today, Eliza,” Paul gushed. “Oh, wait, I have something in my pocket just in case I run into a princess.” “You do?” Eliza said, wide-eyed. “I saw this in a store and thought it would be perfect for a princess,” Paul said, squatting down and producing a tiny little box in his palm.

The Billionaire’s Collateral Husband Chapter 13 PAUL VICTORIA comes out of the comfort room as he proceeds to the other Human Resource office. He has a mini office inside for his documents because Connor didn’t want to transport them to his minimalistic workspace. He has a folder—a thin folder, but it’s manageable to transport the ripped paper. When Paul came to the safety, he immediately locked the door. Leaning onto it, and sighs deeply. Luckily, there is no security camera inside his mini office anymore, and he safely takes the money in the middle of the day.

Mr Dickson repeated confused and looking at Jason, wondering what he was angry about. In his mind, he thought Peter was Julia's husband. Does it mean Julia is the accomplice the news spoke of? That was the question on Mr Dickson's mind as they spoke. "Julia Harrison is your wife?" Mr Dickson asked to confirm. "I think I made that clear. Why were you watching her and who took her and to where?" Jason questioned advancing towards Mr Dickson. "Jason, step back, I am still your boss," said Mr Dickson seeing the dangerous look in Jason's eyes as the temperature around seems to have dropped significantly.

She looked at me with beautiful eyes of hers. "How about you fucking try and see if you can get it removed, or we will sue your company." I snapped, pissed off at the situation we were in. "Um, if you will excuse me for just a moment." Paula's voice seemed a little shaky as she walked away from the front desk. A few moments later, the waiting room door opened, revealing a tall, dark man dressed in a physician's lab coat. "Hello there, I am Dr. Dickson. Please come with me." We all silently followed him to the back, stepping into a small white room.

As Darlene unbuttoned her blouse, Dick looked at Paula, and said, "You too. Stand up and take off your bra and your panties. But leave the garter and stockings on--that's sexy. And by sexy I mean slutty." Dick pulled his still-buttoned shirt off over his head and then stood there naked and stroking his boner. Paula pushed her chair back, stood up and slid her panties down over her ass, kicking them aside when they dropped to her ankles. When she reached behind herself to unhook her bra, it jutted her tits out, and Dick took the opportunity to flick the stiff nubs that capped her big nipples. As he played with the fat protrusions, he watched Darlene undress. His cock throbbed and leaked a sma

~Rex’s POV~ I opened the file and quick endorsed it. I kept the fountain pen back in the pen holder. Paula leant forward on the desk and picked up the file. Her dress had a v-neckline, giving her cleavage. I glanced at her chest and looked away. It doesn’t excite me like it usually does. Paula understood the hint. She stood straight, with the file partially covering the cleavage. “What’s wrong? You aren’t happy.” She asked worriedly.