Skipped At The Altar, Taken By His Uncle novel Chapter 59

Chapter 59

Laura and Tina moved into South Orchid Villa, and the humiliation burned through them both.

Sure, it was called a luxury apartment, but it couldn’t compare to living in an actual villa. The space felt cramp

Tina stared at her bedroom–half the size of what she’d had before–and swept everything off her dresser. The cosmetics hinting the Boor dad nothing to ease the rage boiling in her chest

aura’s expression stayed co rategically. You need to

She paused, letting

with that little bite

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rful enough to back you.”

nd forget about Carter. He’s not right for you, and he’ll never help h real power

k and calculating look. “Only that man can help you turn this around mily heir, Laura thought, I won’t have to fear that little bitch anymore

haged to win Carter back, it wouldn

Patricia’s memorial service, to the Id he really be interested in me?‘

asy to win over, but there are way first, I’ll have plenty of method

that tall, commanding figure n his arms made heat rush th

d pink. “Mom,” she said

that man, Carter was nothing

him standing beside Whitney

and dropped her voice. “If you can rry into the Harris family”

ooked like it had been carved by angels. T

rstand

wed Klein’s body

and damn, it felt

the wind

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ep and rough around the edges “Hey Everything boule

Thanks, Klein

sement “That’s a hot a thank you

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Chapter 59

“Klein, can we maybe wait until after we get our marriage license? she asked.

Klein paused. “After we get the license?”

“Yeah.” Whitney closed her eyes. I’ll thank you properly after that. Is that okay?

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“Oh?” Klein’s tone cooled by a degree. “Come on then, tell me. After we get this license, exactly how are you planning to

thank me?”

Whitney didn’t know what to say to that. How am I supposed to explain this? she thought.

“Whitney, is that really what you think of me? That I’m some guy who can’t keep it in his pants? There’s a finance gala thas weekend, and I need a date. Come with me.”

Whitney wanted to kick herself. “I’m sorry, Klein.”

All she could hear through the phone was his breathing, and she was sure he was pissed. “Kleiny. I messed up I’m really sorry.‘

She was so focused on making things right that she didn’t notice how her voice had softened and taken on a pleading tone

Klein’s breathing hitched, but his voice stayed calm. “Alright. I’ll pick you up Saturday.”

He hung up and looked down at his crotch. ‘Seriously? One “Kleiny” and you’re already excited?

Klein leaned back against the couch and closed his eyes, but all he could hear was her voice saying his name like that Over and over. He thought, ‘Next time, she needs to say it to my face.

The next day, Whitney headed to NextSphere Electronics, and Paige greeted her with a completely different atmade- miles and eagerness.

‘Ms. Moore, we got the results from yesterday’s lawsuit,” Paige said, her voice dripping with politeness. The our favor, and we don’t have to pay that shipment fee. Here, take a look at the verdict.

Whitney took the court document and flipped to the last page. Everything matched her expectations, but we Paige was lying. This verdict didn’t come out yesterday, she thought. The timing was way too conveniense

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