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My Sister Humiliated Me at the Ball Until I Let the Countdown Speak for Me

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“This gets shut down in five minutes. You have no idea who you’re dealing with.”

He pressed the phone to his ear. The room waited. The ring went once. Twice. Three times. Arthur’s posture held, but his eyes moved to the screen on the call for a fraction of a second, and then back, and that fraction of a second was visible to everyone paying attention,continue reading …

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