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Chapter 32

Auteur: Preshsylvie
last update Date de publication: 2026-04-11 06:07:07
Chapter 32

"NovaVest is now ours. It was a cake walk, Brandon." Suzanne announced as she revealed the news while sitting with Brandon Ashford in her massive living room. They had just popped a bottle of champagne, and Jessica was joining them with a tray of wine glasses.

Brandon gave a powerful punch into the air, his face radiating equal excitement. "I knew it was going to be a cake walk with the connections around, Suzanne. I told you it wasn't going to be hard to convince them since thin
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