EVAN
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My eyes, now laser-focused, followed each spreadsheet and document Rylee is opening one by one, it’s backtracking where Magnus Constructions began until we reached Evan’s first client.
I know his success story by heart, and what Rylee clicked on next made my heart sink so far under the ground, I’m finding it hard to breathe.
“W-what…” my hand shot up to my lips, pinching, preventing it from trembling. I stood up from my chair, needing space to wrap my mind around this, to breathe. “T-This has to be a trick.”
“It looks genuine to me, Miss Reed,” Rylee said in a small voice barely above the loud roaring in my chest.
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