He spotted her, and his smile widened into a predatory grin.
“You. Let’s go.” He pointed at Grace. “We have photographers waiting. Interviews. I’m due for a comeback, and you’re my redemption arc.”
And that’s when things started to get ugly.
His smile widened into a predatory grin.
“She’s not your marketing tool,” I snapped. “She’s a child.”
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