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Chapter 9

Word Count: 626    |    Released on: Today at 16:00

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my back ramrod straight, ignoring Brian'

straight to Fiona's apa

or and saw my pale, tear-strea

laze's three-day ultimatum. But I kept the pregnan

! Blaze is a complete and utter asshole! And

side me. "E, what's the plan? That old man,

't just sit here and wait. If I go to jail, my... my

yself, and for the un

frantically searching for eve

high-profile business dinner tonight. In Mi

s is my only chance. I have to see Walter .

But we don't have an invitation. Securit

n executive assistant at a m

hand. "I know this is a huge

one of the co-organizers for this party. I could.

tsta

without being noticed," Fiona said, her

uldn't speak. I jus

plane, I used every second to study Stonetron

a desperate gamble, bu

Fiona led me through a service

rich and powerful. Fiona and I changed into crisp, white se

surrounded by a crowd of sycophant

ounge. "This isn't working. He'

bag and pulled out a neatly

s?" I asked

end, tonight you are not a server. You a

legant sheath of moonlight-colored silk.

room, dressed and with light makeup

rfectly, yet cleverly concealed the slight curve of my b

loise of the past five

to that glittering lion's den and figh

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