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I told myself you were ambitious, not corrupt. Rough around the edges, not rotten straight through the middle.”
“Eleanor—”
“No.”
His mouth closed.
“The divorce was civil,” I said. “This is not. A copy of that folder has already gone to legal. Another has gone to the proper authorities. From now on, my lawyers speak for me.”
He shot up so fast his chair continue reading …
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