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Arlene “She’s here, Ma’am,” Matilda announced from behind me, walking alongside me as I inspected a row of luxurious skincare products. I selected one of the testers and applied it to my skin, rubbing it in gently. The fragrance was divine, and the silky texture melted into my skin like a dream. At least something today wasn’t a complete disaster. I let out a low scoff, the memory of his show-off last night flashing in my mind. Liam was definitely someone I should steer clear of, but stepping down for him wasn’t an option. Besides, I still needed to understand his motives - he mentioned having a price, yet he hadn’t said a word about what it was. “Who’s here, Mal?” I asked, glancing sideways at her. “That individual must certainly have a name.” I just wanted to believe it wasn’t Mir

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