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47 Overdraft available: $0 Upcoming bills: rent ($1,800 overdue), student loan ($426 due Jan 5), credit card minimum ($189). She closed that too. At 6:42 a.m. her phone buzzed on the coffee table. Unknown number. Manhattan area code. Attachment: P*F. Message: Draft for your review. No obligation. Take your time. She stared at it for a full minute before opening. The contract was thirty-two pages. Legalese that made her eyes glaze over, but the key points were highlighted in yellow—someone (him? his lawyer?) had made it easier for her.

"This will be a professional arrangement." "You must understand. This clause isn't for me. It's for you." His expression lights a fire in my gut. Arrogant ass. "Whatever. I'll keep a distance between us, anyway." I glance down to move on, but what I see causes my brain to hit a snag. His final condition. THE PROMISEE WILL LIVE IN PERMANENT RESIDENCE WITH THE PROMISOR UNTIL THE ARRANGEMENT COMMENCES. A SINGLE BED WILL BE SHARED BETWEEN THEM.

, I told her. A day after my contract was signed, Loyalty came to me with a health care plan that was going to cost the company about four grand for each employee but offers them full medical, dental, and vision coverage without any out-of-pocket expenses for them. Of course, I sign that too and she works through setting up appointments with everyone to enroll each individual person. She really makes use of her lake house office, that’s for damn sure!

"Make sure the precinct signatures are on the back page." Eli flipped the folder open on top of the cabinet, the beam of Noah’s flashlight illuminating the yellowed pages. His eyes scanned the typed text, moving past the insurance clearances and the vehicle transport logs until he reached the final sheet. There, stamped with the official blue ink of the Geneva regional precinct, was a document titled *Proof of Life Registry: Non-Public File.* Beneath it was a recent digital signature from the Senator's private legal office, dated just six months ago, confirming the monthly allocation of funds to a private medical facility in the northern territory.

Being family means no tricks, no cheating, and paying exactly what things are worth. "Fine." Uncle Liam made up his mind. "12,000 dollars it is." He flipped to the last page, picked up the pen, and signed his name.

"Then, consider the police report a joke too. You can explain to the officers exactly what was so funny about it." Logan's expression changed. He stared at Leo with open hostility and demanded, "Who the hell are you? What gives you the right to get involved in our business?" Leo's tone remained flat. "After tonight, I will be Julia's husband." "That is a lie!" Logan shouted, his face turning red. "Julia promised to marry me. She waited for me for seven years. There is no way she would turn around and marry someone else." I took Leo's hand and laced my fingers firmly through his. "I already told you. The man I'm marrying is not you."

"Came to wish you guys a happy New Year. You've been pocketing my gifts for years now. Time to score one in return." My mom emerged from the kitchen with a spatula. "Chase, I made your favorite blueberry pie." She froze, staring at Ted in bewildered surprise. He nodded politely. "Happy New Year, Mrs. Pledge. I'm Ted Wiley, Nora's... friend." I ushered him in, and he placed a collection of wrapped bags on the floor. "Sorry for the uninvited visit. I hope you don't mind." I glanced at the packages: expensive supplements and a Hermès bag—more than my parents could afford to reciprocate.

"Mom said you guys moved. That can't be true, right?" The moment I heard his voice, it felt like the past came rushing back, hitting me all at once. Oliver's voice came fast and anxious. "You've lived there for decades, and my mom said she and your mom promised to stay best friends for life. "Maybe people just got it wrong. You're just traveling or something, right?" I kept my voice steady. "We moved, Oliver. We're a thousand miles away now." We were only renting for now and waiting for our new place to finish renovations so we could move in before the new year, but there was no reason to tell Oliver any of that. I would only answer what he asked.

She said, "Go over to Section B and have a look at contestant number 82's draft. Then, let me know what you saw when you make your rounds at my section. I will give you 10,000 dollars once everything works out." Naturally, everyone recognized Natalia's voice. After all, she was the one who shouted at the top of her lungs earlier. At the same time, that staff member who played the surveillance video happened to be the one who made that deal with Natalia. At this moment, his hands trembled uncontrollably. He fell to his knees with a loud thud. "Please, sir. Please forgive me. I was threatened! Ms. Saar used her connections to send my father to prison. For my father to be released, I had to agr