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found mine, col

drifted to the ballroom, h

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replace, the cold marble

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ed him. "Leave? Emily, don't b

n the upstairs hall closet.

out of the library,

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not se

suitcase from the closet.

fed. "A little tantrum becaus

wards the ma

and their wives were still lingering, drin

d. "Stop this, Emily.

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lear out," Richard announced to his a

led through t

t to sunrise," one of them, Mark, a ventu

r chimed in. "She'll be begg

crossed. "Make it ten thousand. She won't

ent was a fa

ds the massive

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ichard said sharply. "Let

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