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minute, security arrived.
Six guards. Silence.
Julian walked forward… and bowed to me.
“Ms. Sterling. Shall we proceed?”
Mark froze. “What are you doing? She’s my wife!”
“She is the owner,” Julian replied calmly.
Shock spread.
“I bought this resort,” I said. “I wanted to see how you’d treat me if I had nothing.”
I looked at Frank. “You called me provincial.continue reading …
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