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A nursery, Alison, in a house where he lives alone.”
The word felt cold, even in the heavy summer heat. “A nursery.”
“He says it’s for his future,” Benjamin said, letting out a sharp, frustrated breath. “But if he doesn’t start showing up for our clients, he won’t have a firm to pay for those renovations.”
He turned and got into his car, slamming the continue reading …
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