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2024-10-29 19:42:56Heather stood in the vast study, her mind reeling with the implications of the deal she had just made with the Eamon Rodge.
Just as she began to steady her breathing and calm her racing thoughts, the door opened again, and Harris entered, his footsteps echoing through the room.
He carried a sleek black folder, its surface embossed with a subtle logo.
"Everything is ready, sir," Harris said, his voice efficient and detached, as he handed the folder to Eamon.
Eamon nodded, taking the folder with an air of triumph, his eyes gleaming with a sinister light.
Flipping through the documents with a satisfied smile, his gaze lingered on each page, savoring the victory. "Good. Ms. Heather, sign these, and our marriage will be official."
That was quick!
Heather thought as she took the pen, her hands trembling like
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