My Sister Hid Her Boyfriend Inside My Marketing Firm Until Her Dinner Party

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Erin leaned forward, her eyes narrowing as she read the handwriting. “Jake Wilson. Who is Jake?”

“My newest marketing manager,” I said. “The one who designed the Stratton pitch. He’s been here eleven months.”

“Melissa Bennett,” Erin read aloud, her voice dropping. “Is there another Melissa Bennett in Boston who lives on Winchester Lane?”

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