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o inches tall with a single glance. I'd met her once when I was ten, back when Leo and I were inseparable, before our families turned into feuding dynasties over so

it across from

s magazine or trending social media posts. And now? Now,

to look

eek, elegant, but not too revealing. Too conservative, and she'd compare me to a nun.

re screaming. Taking a deep breath, I stepped into the sleek black car the Astors had sent

ad back to take in the towering

wealthiest o

oormen opened the elevator, their faces unreadable as they led me up. The butler greeted me at the entrance and ush

lked in, offering

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urge to flinch.

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s with hers, giving me the kind of dainty, superior handshake that screamed

f approval. Then she turned and sank gracefully into her chair. I followed suit

ef, maybe rebellion. Maybe I just wanted to escape the suffocating world of the elite. That's why I spent years surrounding myself with Ally, Josh, and

ht now, that world

up and took a slow, delibera

why I invit

my lap, feigning composure. "I

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t. Now I was about to face the wrath of a woman who