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owl. Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse a
ld wave his tiny fists when he saw this meal. Even though he w
. The screen lit up, displaying: "Dr
ed. The humming
d answered the call. I forced my voice to stay stea
All I could hear was the faint hiss of static. That s
ry. We did everything humanly possible. His body temperature spiked beyond anything our equip
ped from my grasp. It hit the marble floor with a sharp, sickening cra
s swallowed me whole. I stared blankly at the golden pumpkin
s Brad. My husband. The fath
p the broken phone. The glass bit into my finge
and." The receiver fed me a cold, rep
cond before clicking straight to voicemail. He actively declined t
at, I switched tactics and dia
ice always as polished and emotionless as an algorithm. "Good afternoon, Mrs
ked out, my voice trembling violently.
ey explicitly left instructions before entering the conference room. He stated that if you called using the baby's fev
lt beneath my bare fe
lar merger today, and he will not tolerate any dram
ic
dead. She had
sive care, my husband had taken the time to instruct his staff to lock me out like a mani
ing sound ripped
bowl flew off the edge and shattered against the floor, s
pure, venomous rage. I sank to the floor amidst the mess, letting
wasn't going to send him a text message. I wasn't going to
t past the ceramic shards near my fe
y tailored black dress-the armor I wore to corporat
's body. Only when I've cut down the mastermi
a woman who had just lost her baby but was tu
t into my Maserati. The roar of the engine w
ts car shot out of the garage like an arrow,
er. I was going to walk right into his office and ask him to

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