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Chapter 10: Headlines

作者: Charlotte A. Monroe
last update 公開日: 2026-07-25 09:25:33

Ethan's phone began buzzing before seven in the morning, an unrelenting stream of notifications that pulled him out of the first genuinely restful sleep he'd had in weeks. He reached for it half asleep, expecting an investor update or an early call from Asia, and found instead a headline that made him sit upright immediately.

Billionaire CEO Ethan Harrington Secretly Engaged to Mystery Woman, Sources Say.

Beneath it, a photograph. Layla, seated beside him on the park bench, her expression caugh
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