June 9, 2026

Marry My Dying Son for Fifty Million,” the Billionaire Said But She Asked for the One Thing His Money Couldn’t Buy…

The word alive landed between them harder than she intended. Caleb looked at her over the rim of the cup. “You say things like that deliberately?”

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“I try to. Sometimes I fail.”

He took one sip, frowned, and looked annoyed that he could not criticize it. “It’s acceptable.”

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