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26. An Argument at Somersett Inc.
Elijah
“Crikey, is it just me or did little miss not even look bothered when we were roped in a kiss yesterday?”
“No, it’s not just you,” I reply to Harper as we enter my office. The other evening when Cameron saw me with Harper, she looked positively peeved off at seeing me there. This morning it was as if she couldn’t care less. Did something happen to her these last few days?
I look at the blonde in front of me. “Okay, now before we go anywhere else with this, you need to tell me right now why you thought Brendon was your ex-husband.”
Harper flinches as I say this, then sighs. “His voice; I’ll recognise it anywhere and the way he touched my waist when I hugged him. That’s definitely Brent, Elijah. But how? Why after all these years?”
How, indeed. I made sure he was taken care of… so how the hell is the bastard still alive?
“I’ll hav
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