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Chapter 190 Breaking Off the Engagement
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Whitney forced herself to take a steadying breath. Thanks for the ride,” she said flatly, reaching
As she stepped out, she called over to Tette, asking for help with her bags, but before she pool take another
step, Noel grabbed her west, halting her mid-
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Nori hesitated for a moment, has grip tiem but not haish. His eyes searched hers before he finally spoke. “Don’t
forget what you agreed to. No nittingsit, né dodging calls, and no secrets,
Whitney expression didn’t change. “This arrangement is temporary I'll repay the favors Towe, and when I'm
done, your conditions don’t apply anymore.”
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wait for his reply, shrugging off his grip and wallong with Yvette toward the entrance of the neighborhood.
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da comer. His phone was already in his hand when he barked an orderto Danel. “Sta into that lottshore gambling
company. | want everything they've got.”
twe don’t have enough evidence to get the authorities involved yet,” Dariel reminded him
alor something up.” Noel said coldly. “Plant whatever you need to make it look suspicious enough for them to a
Get the place shut down. Fast
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investigation, too. You don’t have the tto separate De fancy business from his personal dealings.”
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Inside Yvette’s home, the led Whitney to the quest room she’d prepared.
“I've been sprucing it up for werks. What do you think?!
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