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“How is that even possible?” He leaned forward, eyes locked on mine, his voice soft but urgent. “It’s not a real marriage. I’m asking for a contract marriage. Six months, that’s all. I’ll pay you $100,000 for it.” My heart fluttered at the mention of the amount, but I quickly shook it off. This was insane. “Paxton, I’m sorry. I can’t get involved in your family like this. Your mom already hates me, and now you want me to play your fake bride? Even for $100,000, it’s not worth it.”

He should have a painful death and beg for death to come. “Why don't you help me to thank goodness that my mother did not suck any dick for Ramona. My wife earned a job here by credentials and hard work so I will pretend I never have this conversation with you,” Sebastian stood up. “I heard you two are in a contract marriage,” Sebastian fried, and slowly bent, facing Brett. “Bring proof, I don't talk to people without proof and benefits. Talking to you has no benefit to me” “I can make you rich, and bring you out of your misfortuned life. I can help you and your wife dine in glamorous, among top billionaires. I'm sure you won't want your child to suffer?” Brett uttered, locking eyes Sebastia

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