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"Almeida, I'm not the bad guy here. I'm here to help you. If you just cooperate then everything will be smooth. You can go see your sons and see what we can do if you can be acquitted of your charges." Silence reigned between them. "Tell me about T. Sawyer Group and your connection with De Rossis. I want an answer now, Almeida..." Keira asked grimly. Almeida frustratingly sighed. Her breath was still shaky. She closed her eyes and looked up at her. "No one in De Rossis knows about T. Sawyer Group. We were careful enough to hide it. Not even the police can trace us. T. Sawyer Group is actually a group of ghost lawyers that helps syndicates get away from their criminal charges. It's a careful

“Or I would’ve stopped it.” My fingers curled into fists. “That doesn’t make this okay.” “I’m not asking for okay,” he said. “I’m asking for time. And for you to listen ,for once.” I crossed my arms, biting down on every retort burning behind my teeth. “Talk fast.” Raffaele walked to the edge of my coffee table and pulled something from the inside of his coat a weathered, leather bound notebook held together with a tattered elastic band. He dropped it gently onto the table between us, like it was something sacred.

I felt an electric current pass through my body but I refused to put down the book and looked at the title. On the very cover of the book was written, "Rules of getting in contact with the devil and how to alleviate the generational curse." Seeing this title my heart began to beat faster. I had laughed off when I saw the title as it sounded like it didn't want someone to read it. But the mysterious vibe the book was giving off made me want to read more. Immediately I opened the book quickly wanting to read what was on it. But before I could open the first page the book was snatched from me.

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I shake my head, unable to accept what he’s saying so easily. — You want me to agree with you? To believe that all this is inevitable? He steps closer, and every move he makes pins me in place. — No, Claire, he breathes, his voice strangely intimate. I don’t ask you to agree with me. But I want you to understand. Because the more you try to run from the truth, the more it will catch up to you, and then, it will be too late. Too late. His gaze is burning, piercing, and I feel a shiver run through me. It’s not just fear. It’s more than that. It’s attraction, the dizzying pull of standing so close to him, at the edge of the precipice.

“I just wanted to know if you're okay, yesterday you were a bit... “Don't worry, I'm brand new. “I smiled and looked at his hands, trying to read the title of the book, but the veins outlined in his hands took my focus away, making me think about what those hands were capable of doing. “I brought you these books... “Jackson showed them to me, then handed them to me. ““Fate” and “dog on board” “I murmured, looking at the titles and names of the authors. “Destiny is by the author Rivers Mandson, it is a book that helped me a lot at times, it involves connection, the law of attraction” Jackson explained, making it clear that he understood that yesterday I went through a terrible situation and n

"Well, people seal deals because they've been able to understand the type of person their client is." "That's the same thing I said. You're only changing the words." Elijah whined from beside Sage. I nodded with a small smile on my face and gestured for Sage to have his seat. "Well, both of you are correct in your own way, but..." I paused and picked up a book from the heap that I had brought into class. "I would love for you all to read this book— the forty-eight laws of powers by Robert Greene. Just like Mr. Dominic says, understanding your client is one thing, and yes, communicating with your client like Mr. Rudiyah says it is what leads you to understand your client. But after that, what

"You'll get a new family. Real parents. And if you're lucky, you'll have a better mother than me." The woman with long black hair, a well-sculpted body, and a downcast expression opened the designer bag she carried on her left shoulder, taking out some documents from inside. "Take these. Give them to whoever comes to pick you up. I have to go now." "Mom, no..." I wiped away the tears that were flowing persistently. "Take them!" she ordered, forcing me to take the papers. Hesitantly, I accepted. "Take care, little girl. Maybe one day, I'll come back to see you."

What am I doing? And this is not about Richard, by the way. It’s absolutely unrelated. It’s simply my life. I need … I don’t know. A new direction. A different energy. There’s a book lying on a nearby chair and I reach for it. It’s called The Reverse Principle: Change Your Business Strategy Forever, and 10 million copies sold!! is stamped across the cover.