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erupted. Hartwell Heiress Forced to Sell Historic Home?
Ethan called at midnight.
“What the hell are you doing?” he snapped.
I let my voice shake. “I tried to fix it. The company. The loans. The contract penalties. I think I ruined everything.”
Money terrified them far more quickly than sin ever could. He booked his flight home immediately.
I met him at continue reading …
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