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... reaching for my phone to book a cab, when a hand grabbed my wrist.
I turned, already irritated, only to see Abigail standing there, her expression unreadable.
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Without a word, she pulled me toward her car, her grip firm.
I let out a low chuckle, amused by her persistence.
"What's this about, Ms. Bardot?" I asked coolly, raising an eyebrow.
She didn't answer immediately. Instead, she stared at me, as if se ...
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