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she knows what she’s talking about.’”
Despite everything, I smiled.
Then at 12:23 a.m., my phone rang with a number I recognized.
Marcus.
I looked at Diana. She nodded.
I answered. “Hello?”
“Emma.” His voice was strangled, almost panicked. “What the hell is happening?”
“You’ll have to be more specific.”
“The Bloomberg Billionaire Index. Your name is on it.continue reading …
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