BILLIONAIRE'S LIES
Clara sat in her plush apartment, tapping the long, polished fingernails of her hand against the champagne flute.
A wicked grin crept across her face as she opened up her laptop and scrolled through photos and whispers of Sabrina's success. Sabrina Ultra, the brand, was now the epitome of elegance and resilience, of strength and creativity. That was the thing Clara had hated about it. I will let the world see what is really behind that faultless mask,' Clara thought wickedly to herself, her eyes blazing with wickedness. She approached a tabloid journalist known for such sensational stories. Clara went into detail, anonymously to be sure, about the lies about Sabrina's past life with Benedict
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