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CHAPTER 24

Author: ari noana
last update Last Updated: 2024-05-14 03:05:36

Nathan POV:

I sat at my desk going over the financial reports, which were looking worse each day. We were hemorrhaging money and investors were jumping ship faster than rats from a sinking ship.

My assistant Steve knocked on my office door.

"You have a visitor, Mr. Richards," he said grimly.

I sighed. "Who is it now? Another creditor demanding payment?"

Things had gotten so bad I was half expecting the mob to show up next.

"It's Ms. DuBois, sir. Shall I send her in?" Steve replied.

Camille. The last person I wanted to deal with right now. Ever since our argument the other day, she had been extra clingy and dramatic. I just wanted some space to handle this mess without her constant hovering.

"Fine, send her in," I grumbled. Might as well get this over with.

Camille bounced into my office, her ever-growing baby bump preceding her. She carried a tray laden with sandwiches and muffins from the café down the street, no doubt trying to butter me up.

"I brought you some lunch, honey!" s
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