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144: The Reunion (V)
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2024-10-29 19:42:56"We can continue with being husband and wife…"
"Excuse me?" Ayla scoffed. " So, you want me to continue living at the hotel? Won't that be too much for your name in the market?"
"Ayla!" Claude narrowed his eyes down at her, not liking the satire at all. "I would never want you to stay at a hotel. Like never. I only let you do it for the last couple of days because you needed the space." He rolled his eyes, trying to prove a point. "I would arrange for you to stay back at my penthouse. You'll have a housekeeper at your disposal and a couple of staff members too. The good thing is that it's located right in the middle of the city, so you won't be having any issues going back and forth between the hospital and the penthouse. It's closer to the company as well, so people won't be raising questions about the shifting." He continued on with explaining the arrangement.
"Won't they be questioning your absence f
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