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In the center of the glittering hall, I was wearing a perfectly tailored custom suit, surrounded by the country's top medical experts. Among them was Dr. Mercer, the same woman they had cursed as superstitious and chased out of the homecoming banquet earlier that day. At that moment, Dr. Mercer looked like an eager student, asking me for advice with excitement all over her face. "Dr. Whitmore, I've spent three days studying the nine-turn cardiac stabilization technique you mentioned, but I still can't get one point's positioning right. Would you be willing to guide me?" I smiled faintly and was about to speak when Mrs. Whitmore's shrill voice came from the doorway.

I smiled at him, “Any tips to pass?” He was smirking while staring at me for a few minutes before he answered, “Just choose the right one.” He paused with a charming smile, “Like choosing me.” I giggled, surpassing myself from laughing, “You can't be Mr. Right, King.” “But I can be your Mr. Right now.” He replied with his most captivating smile that stole my heart.

Steven replied. “ 53rd clause. Both parties should not have any form of physical contact, whatsoever” Yan said. “ There should be a penalty for every violation” Steven said. “RMB500 per violation” Yan replied. “ Deal” Steven said. • *. *. * THE NEXT MORNING Ethan slide in two documents before the two parties. “These are your 350 clause agreement. Please have a look” Ethan said. Yan and Steven grabbed the document, flipping through its pages.

She pretended to give it to me willingly, but as soon as it touched my hand, she let go on purpose. The bracelet dropped and shattered on the ground. I was furious and raised my hand to slap her, but before I could, Aaron shoved me hard. “Don’t you dare hurt Rachel again! “You look like a lunatic right now!” I stumbled backward from the force of his push and fell to the ground. Rachel clung to Aaron. A triumphant smile appeared on her face. Aaron instinctively reached out to help me up, but Rachel quickly grabbed his hand. “Aaron, I think I twisted my ankle.”

I told him about what had just happened. Harry trembled with anger when he heard my account. "That beast! I'll beat him to death today!" At that moment, a man in a black suit rushed up to us and handed Ryan a folder. Ryan opened the folder, which contained a sheaf of photocopies of chat records, as well as a USB drive. Seth turned as pale as a sheet when he saw them. He rushed violently down the stairs and snatched the photocopied documents, which he began tearing up wildly. "You're slandering me! You're framing me! You're going to chase me off so that you can take our family fortune, aren't you?"

A werewolf I didn't recognize poked his head inside. When he saw me, his eyes flickered with something strange, and he quickly said, "Luna, I'm Beta Dorian Sharp. Alpha sent me to fetch something." His tone was polite, but his eyes kept darting around the room, as if searching for something. I raised my gaze, studying his unfamiliar face with suspicion. Beta Dorian Sharp? Something about him felt off. I frowned. "What did Alpha tell you to fetch?" "It's an important document in the drawer in your room. I can go get it," he said, stepping toward the inner room with quick, urgent strides.

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"Are you sure?" It was a black bodycon dress with a fur trim on the front. "It'll definitely show off your curves," he said in a suggestive drawl. Seeing his expression, I knew exactly what he was thinking. I smacked him with my arm, but he barely felt anything while I, on the other hand, winced and pulled my arm back. Karl immediately dropped the teasing and checked my hand anxiously. "Are you alright?" "It's not my hand," I said with a huff. The movement earlier had strained my waist. Still annoyed, I shot him a glare.

His gaze met each and every member of the Board. "I expect you have proof?" Lance questioned. "As a matter of fact, I do." Lex reached into his briefcase and removed a flash drive, he went over to the computer and plugged it in and within a minute a video was projected onto the huge screen covering one of the walls in the room. "Before I play this video, I will let you know that this is a download of the University's response to the allegations against me. It was made public yesterday during a press conference ." He played the video.

Plays, flaunts, demonstrates power - it is affirmed in the rights of the owner. The air became electrified, a tiny discharge, almost imperceptible, clicked, as if someone wanted to drink tea and used a piezo lighter. Nothing. The raven descended lower, clearly pronouncing the words, - a new spark flew off from the black wings and went out. And the demon removed the sword, covered the fragile shoulders of his hostess with his palms, clinging to the desired prey like a kite - there is no time at all!