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" He said. I was not ready for that. I was still getting use to the idea of being alone. I still need to heal. "My name Shunshine. I'm not really interested in getting to know anyone right now." I said. "Can't blame a brother for trying." He replied back with a smile. I almost gave in. He hand me a business call and told me to call him if i change my mind. i looked at the card and saw that he was a mr. fix it man. He fixed on houses and appliances.

I blinked, all wide-eyed and innocent. "What are you talking about? I'm not Evelyn Everton. My name's Evelina Everton." Their faces froze as I laid it out. "What, planning to swap my score? Too late. I legally changed my name before the SATs—eighteen, remember? The one who tested was Evelina Everton. "As for Evelyn Everton, the one you messed with? Her family doesn't play nice. Hope you're ready for the fallout."

she signs with concern. I smile through the tears and she smiles in return. I kiss her forehead and tell her breakfast is ready. We climb out of bed and to my surprise, she hugs Sarah. Sarah hesitates a moment before returning the hug. Sarah is the only one other Elliott and myself who knows how to sign. They have gotten close, but this is the first she's shown any affection towards her.

He caught hold of my arm and pleaded, "Leah, just give me a minute. Please. After six years together, you won't even hear me out?" I looked at his face—clearly groomed with care—and quietly pulled my arm away. I felt nothing. "If you have something to say, say it here." His expression brightened for a moment, then shifted into hesitation. "Could you… could you lend me some money? Not much, just a few hundred thousand. I'm really in a tight spot right now. Please, for old time's sake." I gave a slight shrug. "I don't have any money on hand. Everything I have is managed by my husband."

His big bright-brown eyes sparkling like he just won the lottery found mine and he sneered. With his signature smile, Scott stood up exhibiting his tall figure, not as tall as me though. Although he wished he was. " Already in a bad mood this early in the morning? " he scoffed. " I'll pass all your unproductive questions, we have serious business to talk about " he stood up and walked towards the sofa I sat on and took the seat in front of me. "Excuse me Sr." Sarah said walking in" your expresso is here Mr. Williams and. The Black coffee as well ".

I clap my hands giddily. “Ok. Two Quarter Pounder meals. One McFlurry Oreo and a Sprite. That’ll be $12.95.” Shawn swipes his card. “It’s invalid,” she grumbles. Invalid? Shit. “Oh no. It just got renewed. This must be a mistake,” he says. “Here. $13. Keep the change,” I hand her some cash. Shawn just looks over with disapproval. The cashier’s just happy to be done with us. We head over to some vacant seats and he’s still scowling.

Isaac said seductively, causing me to cringe. Hayden's shoulders shook with silent laughter, and I struggled to hold back my own laughter as I looked at him. He clicked the VideoChat icon in the corner but kept the camera turned off. Soon, Isaac's face appeared on the screen. A smirk appeared on Isaac's face as he switched to his back camera, aiming it at his exposed erection. He gave it a pump, groaning, while Hayden flipped over and buried his face in my chest, laughing quietly. Despite the awkwardness of the situation, I couldn't help but join in the laughter.

"Sorry, everyone. It looks like I'll be changing brides today." He sounded almost proud of himself. "My maid of honor, Talia Cross, surpasses Elise in every aspect. She's prettier, hotter, and better overall. You're all my witnesses. Elise and I are over. And let me be clear—I'll never take her back even if she begs me to forgive her." I said nothing as I looked at his smug face, my smile deepening with each ridiculous word pouring out of his mouth. Whispers immediately erupted through the crowd.

No distractions, no wasted movement. The headlines had painted him as a playboy billionaire. But the man in front of me? He looked like a CEO. Efficient. Focused. Untouchable. “Miss Williams?” His voice was calm, measured. He didn’t even look up from the tablet. I blinked. “Uh, no.” He finally lifted his gaze, studying me like I was part of a business transaction. Not rude. Not arrogant. Just… assessing. “You’re not Jenna.” I straightened. “She had another engagement. I’m taking her place. I'm Adrianna James”