September 4, 2026

My husband forgot to hang up… and I realized that two hundred million dollars was the price he placed on my love.

Helena slid documents across the table with composed precision.

Alexander’s composure fractured visibly.

“What exactly did you hear?” he asked carefully, desperation leaking through controlled tone.

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