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Megan then remembers Regar patting her on the shoulder, then hugging her briefly to calm her tears as she heard about Helena. "I met with ... Regar from Movaro," Megan said honestly. Eden's eyes darkened. "What?" He began to realize the reason for Regar's absence in the execution of the arson. Before Eden misunderstood, Megan immediately picked up her bag which was seen hanging by the door. She took out her wallet. "He gave this back." Eden glanced at the wallet at a glance. "All the way to Stakhvold?" Megan then proceeded to release a photo of herself with Helena. "He said he'd seen this woman," she points out to Helena in the photo. "Ten years ago here."

It’s almost three in the morning in London and the afternoon in Singapore. “Oh really, why don’t you tell me which of those dirty things you would like me to start with?” I ask suggestively, and Megan smiles coyly. “Devin King, are you trying to initiate phone sex with me right now?” I grin and bite my lip, “Maybe. It’s been a long two weeks baby and daddy needs to relieve some serious tension. How about you give me a little peek of my girls?” Megan gasps, horrified as if I said something appalling, “Devin, no. I’m not flashing you my boobs. You’ll just have to wait until I get there.”

I chewed on my bottom lip, refusing to answer in case it would break the seal which was protecting my emotions. “Millie?” She asked again placing her hand on the blanket, trying to pull it down reveal more of my hidden self. “I…I can’t.” I managed to whisper. “You can’t what? What the hell is wrong?” I released my hand from underneath the blanket and waved in the direction of my phone she was still holding. Taking the hint, she unlocked my phone to see the last thing I did… their photo. “Oh, my fucking God!” Megan gawked. “No, this can’t be!! This can’t be right!” Her eyes left the photo and locked onto mine.

Aside from the fact that Peach Media’s page was in good standing, without any solid evidence of the page breaking community guidelines, making false claims would not take down the page. It was the reason why the man was fearless. Kaze might be capable to the point that even Conan followed his orders, but he was only powerful in a small city like Lilyrose. There was no way his call could affect the decision of Mega Dance, the company that owned the platform. Desmond laughed as well. “Kaze, do you want to call Jeff and get my Emazon account frozen as well?” Lil Dee sold a lot of stuff on his account with his team’s amazing marketing tactic.

“Oh my God.” I couldn’t move. My hands were still around my knees, my phone somewhere near my feet. She crossed the room in seconds, kneeling beside me. “Hey, talk to me. What happened?” I turned my head slowly toward her. “You were right.” Her brows furrowed. “About what?” “It was him.” “Ferguson?” I nodded, my throat closing. “His company leaked it. The file came from his archive.” Megan froze, trying to make sense of it. “No. No, that doesn’t make sense. He loves you.”

They both pulled away to look at the screen. "Breaking news coming out of the business section tonight. A massive data leak from Mane Enterprises alleges a scandal that could rock the construction industry. Leaked documents appear to show Alpha Mane, CEO of one of the city's largest developers, embezzling millions of dollars in shareholder funds." An image of Mane’s face appeared on the screen, next to a grainy photo of a bank transfer document. "The documents, released by an anonymous source, allegedly trace the funds to offshore accounts linked to Isabella Marcom, the mother of Alpha Cane Marcom."

I spanked Layla's ass, "please put some clothes on.. I can't do with sex tonight too... I have work tomorrow.." She bit her lower lip, "work has never stopped you from eating me before.." I swallowed, why does she have to make shit difficult for me? "baby please... I have to be in two places tomorrow.." She lifted her sport's bra and took it off showing me her already hard nipples. Meagan cleared her throat, 'hello.. three is a fucken crowed.. I'm the 3rd one here...' "Meg... can I call you tomorrow." I said in a hoarse voice already hungry for those nipples. Layla smirked, she knew she had me where she wanted.

“What do you know? I’m on the forum he was talking about, and here’s the posted bounty.” The forum he referred to was an online Web group under several layers of security and encrypted so that only those in the business could decipher the contents. Megan, gun tucked in the waistband of her pants—no panties because she couldn’t find them when she’d fled earlier—peered over his shoulder. Sure enough, as she scanned the board she saw the announcement. A whistle blew past Fabian’s lips. “Five million to end your life. That’s not what I would have paid.”

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"By the way, where's your ex-girlfriend?" Josh's expression darkened. "Megan's in some seriously hot water recently with the authorities. She's been taking substantial sums from friends and associates, including Rebecca Cornell, under the guise of investments. Instead, she's diverting that money into different companies and ventures, just like she did with me, all to fund her extravagant lifestyle." Josh's jaw tightened visibly as he struggled to maintain his professional demeanor. When he spoke again, his voice carried a hint of disdain. "Ah, and the stock market crash at Luminary Productions, where she heavily invested expecting results from President Cornell's Sci-Fi project, didn't help.