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... stepped into Zane’s office.
Her heels struck the polished floor like weapon blows, echoing her mood. She didn’t even spare her surprised cousin a single glance, too blinded by fury to bother acknowledging anyone else.
"Are you that desperate to wreck my life, Whitman?"
Zane was shocked to say the least, but he wouldn’t be a Whitman if he let even a flicker show on his face. So, he sported his signature blank expression, the one that gave or accepted nothing, the one that ...
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