Chapter Eight

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Harper's POV: The phone was still on speaker when Hardin's assistant kept talking about the press conference and the lawsuit and Connor's face plastered everywhere, but I wasn't listening anymore because my hands were shaking and I pressed them flat against my thighs to make them stop. "Turn it off," I said. Hardin looked at me and his thumb hovered over the screen. "Harper, we need to..." "I said turn it off." He ended the call and the silence felt too loud, like the room was holding its breath waiting for me to break down or scream or do something that proved Connor still had power over me. I wasn't going to give him that. "Your ex-husband is a f*****g i***t," Hardin said and his voice was rough with anger. "Suing you for assault when that b***h staged the whole thing?" "Let him

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