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... ts, even Elite Fashion—and tore into them like a wolf on scraps, pages fluttering down to the thick Persian rug in his dimly lit study.
His polished boots came down hard next, stomping Emily’s beaming face into pulp—her in frilly cat-ear gowns amid clawing kittens, doubled over laughing with slobbering dogs, Helly Paws rocketing skyward after one measly week.
Profits gushed like an oil strike—first brand ever to stitch everyday wear—soft denim overalls, hoodies, shirts, breezy jo ...
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