Chapter 18 Figure of a Model

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"Two days left." Charles's words echoed in Leila's ears. She stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the night view of Ashford City, her fingertips lightly tapping on the window frame. "So, are you really going to agree with that ruthless CEO?" Sophia lay on the sofa, her brow furrowed, "A contract marriage? It sounds like something out of a melodramatic novel." Leila turned around, her red lips curving into a confident smile. "Sophia, I need this opportunity. Charles can protect my grandfather, and that's more important than anything. Besides..." A sharp glint flashed in her eyes, "I never make a losing deal." "But you're venturing into the Winston family’s world alone." Sophia sat up straight, her eyes filled with concern. "We know nothing about the Winston family. They hold i

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