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She did not respond, just pulled her arm away and stepped out of the car. They stood before the towering Valiant East building, ready for a meeting with Damon Banks about the project's next steps. They entered and ascended to the top floor in silence. Arabella looked stunning in a sleek yet sensual pantsuit, paired with red heels. Her hair was swept up in an elegant bun, and her makeup was understated. Beautiful as a delicate rose. "You know," Mason murmured, "You impressed me with the project, and it seems you've impressed Banks too." He straightened his suit. "I thought your f*****g p***y was the only valuable thing about you, but it seems your brain is pretty good too." The elevator doors opened, and he stepped out. Arabella was shocked by her husband's words. Granted, he was never

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