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He Hid His Wife Behind the Opera Curtain for His Mistress—Then the City’s Most Feared Owner Stopped the Show for Her
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“Don’t let her take it.”
Wren closed her fist.
The wrecking ball swung above them.
Vincent did not look toward the balcony.
The woman at the door was soaked.
Wade let the phone ring out.
The oak box rested on the mahogany desk.
The door clicked behind Grant.
The heavy steel door rebounded against the concrete stop.