stop outside the towering iron gates
, her chest tight, and p
immediately stepped
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code into the keypad. The
had completely gutted her mother's elegant decor, replacing i
the velvet sofa, si
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, look who it is. The disgraced little slut a
alked straight toward the spiral staircase leading
ng for
ocking the landing. She looked down at Elsi
orn, brown leather note
up the stairs, her voice dropping to a l
doors of the s
aved a hand, and four massive estate security guards stepped out from
pulling the cigar from his mouth. The fa
elongs to the Barr family n
. She stared straight
spat, her voice trembling with rage.
ed, replaced by a flash of genuine, murderous intent.
harp nod to
rd. They grabbed Elsie's arms, viol
against the hardwood floor, echoing through the house. "There are m
and peered out at the gates. He
to the wall panel, slamming his hand over
n Elsie's phone i
cashmere coat, ripped the phone from her pocket, and sma
ed Elsie's jaw, her long acrylic
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he saliva in her mouth and spat directly in
her face and backhanded El
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slammed against the wooden steps, sending sharp spikes of pa
ragdoll into the dar
ammed shut in her face. The
ood, pounding her fists until her
ed walls swallowed
rking orders at the maids. "Get the car ready for tonig
ackward into the
No windows. The air vent near the ceili
ghtly to her chest. Her entire body shook uncontrollably as the
rds checked their watches. Ten minutes ha
e, his voice dropping to a low, urgent murmur. "Mr. Weston. We have a situation. The target has been out

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