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t Eleanor, a life away fr

n I loved, the man who cur

deceased mentor's daughter, who had appeared

y desk, a small, bitt

genuine, warm sound I hadn't heard d

he Westbrook Star, our family' s most treasured heirloom, a

the hidden heiress Seraphina, had used my one significant asset

sure to give Alexander the capita

a sudden influx of anonym

to be near him, to watch him succeed wi

the diamond would soon be mine again

cision made with a clear head, a head that had finally acc

y being charme

is arm, and he smiled, that charismatic, powe

ghtened somethi

east not as Jane. She was openly vulner

ave them

d. A text from

s fitting tomorrow. Et

man, from a good f

monitor to Isabelle, his brow furrowed in concentration, then sm

ewing inside me, to the life I was about to

was firm. This chara

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