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A SON FOR A BILLIONAIRE
(A night with the stranger)
EPISODE ELEVEN
Theme: Playboy at work
(FLASHBACK TO TEN YEARS AGO)
LOS ANGELES
CLARK MANSION
Mrs Clark walked into her husband’s study room only to find him tapping his forefinger on the desk. Mr Clark only did that whenever he was bothered or angry.
“Honey, is everything okay?” Mrs Clark asked as she walked closer to the mahogany desk.
No response came from Mr Clark as he kept on tapping his forefinger on the desk. Mrs Clark went around the swivel chair in an attempt to massage her husband’s shoulder but he felt uncomfortable by her touch.
“What is wrong? Tell m
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