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Susie’s pupils constricted, and she stared fixedly in that direction. Where was the serious Mark she remembered? His abs were exposed, a cigarette was pinched between his fingers, and he was proudly showing off to the wealthy women around him. “How’s this? I just pretended to have stomach cancer, and I completely played that woman from Chance Corporation.” “No doubt!” one of the wealthy women gushed. “With your body and face, what woman wouldn’t fall for you?” Mark’s vanity was satisfied, and he couldn’t help but chuckle softly.

"I know you've been upset with me these past few days, so I prepared a care package as a gesture of goodwill. Please accept my sincerest apology." As she pushed the box toward me, the diamond ring on her finger caught the light. The gesture was anything but subtle. I had already seen the ring on her Instagram post. The matching one was on Lance's finger. I snickered. "Sorry, but your idea of an apology is giving someone a box of free samples?" I already had the same gift box. It was part of a promotional campaign. Anyone could get one without buying anything. "How could you say that?!" Lance immediately protested. "Free samples?! She took the time to pick those gifts out for you!"

It was the kind of steady that came from pushing all the fear down, locking it tight, because if I let it show, I’d lose before I even stepped inside. The elevator chimed, and the doors opened to a wide hallway lined with dark wood and low lighting. The air here smelled different, warmer, touched with faint leather and whiskey. At the end of the hall, the double doors to his office were open. Gratis sat behind a desk that could have been carved from the heart of some ancient tree, a glass of amber liquid resting in his hand. The glow from the window framed him in the kind of light you only ever saw in expensive paintings, shadow swallowing one side of his face, the other caught in gold.

“What happened last night... it doesn’t mean we’re back together. It doesn’t mean I’m the same girl you used to know.” Alvin smiled then, a slow, knowing smile that sent a thrill of anticipation through her. “No, you’re not,” he agreed, his voice a soft rumble that seemed to vibrate through the air. “You’re different. Stronger. More beautiful. But that doesn’t change what I feel for you.”

“Just try, hmm?” Alex’s face remained stone, but under her persistence, he finally opened his mouth slightly. She slid the spoon in, watching eagerly. He chewed, but the taste was dead to him. Though the rice was perfectly spiced, the chicken tender and juicy, his tongue felt nothing but ashes. His face didn’t change. His heart wasn’t there. He swallowed heavily, forcing it down. “Good,” Eva said brightly, as though he’d just achieved a milestone. “Just a little more, then you’ll take your drugs.”

She said for Grace to gasp. “ oh my goodness, that’s a good ca… “It’s nothing good. I don’t want anything to do with him.” She said for Grace to frown. “ ok girl, I don’t know why you think you can’t have him because what I see back there is the rich dude is all over you, so give him back the… “ I don’t like him, he’s too bossy and besides not as if he said he likes me,” Adele said for Grace to frown.

“All of them are annoying, Maria. Don’t fool yourself.” Maria didn’t hesitate. “Not my man,” she said confidently. The woman on the phone laughed again, the sound full of wicked amusement. “Fine, fine. You do you,” she said, the line clicking off. Maria exhaled sharply, looking over at Nune. “I don’t think I like Goodness very much.” Nune shrugged, uncaring. “I didn’t like her either, but I’ve gotten used to her.” She stretched lazily. “You’ll get used to her too. Eventually.”

"You intend to make me work for a full pardon, I perceive." "Do you believe you deserve one?" "No, but I would still wish it," he said. "Then it is entirely possible," Elizabeth said. "I am learning that first impressions are not necessarily the best or at least final indicators of character." "And I am learning that some times it would be better to be silent than speak." "Or perhaps that there are better ways of indicating a refusal than insulting a third party," Elizabeth indicated with a smile, "as I believe that you have too well embraced the concept of silence at times when it would be well if you spoke."

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