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gone. The CEO mask had slipped. In its place was fear, and something else—respect, maybe. Or recognition that he’d underestimated someone. Again.
“You waited,” he said softly. “All these years. You could have done this decades ago. You could have been rich. Why? Why wait this long?”
“I didn’t need to be rich,” I said simply. “I had enough. My husband continue reading …
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