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Chapter 286

Author: DT Jones
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“I just think you should be checking up on this guy. How do you know he’s not some kind of pedophile or serial killer? Have you checked to see if Andre is even his real name?”

“Sabrina trusts him and that’s all that matters to me,” Creighton said as he sipped the sweet liquid from his glass.

“You’re lying,” she accused. “You’re just as leery about him as I am. If he really loved her, he’d be here to support her. Do you see him? Have you seen him? You need to tell Clark to do a background check on him.”

“No.”

“Why?”

“Because I’m not interfering. Now, lay off, and let Sabrina enjoy her day.”

“What if she were to ask you to find out about him? Would you interfere then?” Sandra asked, as Creighton drew a deep breath.

“Yes, I would interfere then, but she hasn’t, and she won’t. She’s made her decision and she won’t go back on it.”

“Then we’ll see what the future brings,” Sandra said with a smile so sweet she had several of the models glancing her way as they passed.

“Don’t do it, Sandra,”
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