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CHAPTER FORTY-ONE

It was another Saturday and Grace was awoken by the sound of her phone ringing. She groaned and felt her hand across the bedside table to pick it up.

Without bothering to check the caller information, Grace answered the call with, "hello, good morning."

"Spare me those foolish greetings, what is it that's wrong with you?" Came Camila's husky voice.

"What is it?" Grace frowned.

She wondered how it was possible for her to start her day with another of Camila's nagging.

"Why haven't you got the money I asked you to get from Enrique? You are being very stupid and you need to know that. You already have the man wrapped around your little finger, so why the hell is it so difficult for you to get money from him. He's a fucking billionaire for God's sake!" Camila yelled.

"I understand, Camila. I'll get the money," Grace sighed.

"You had better get it before tomorrow," Camila warned and the line went dead.

Grace got up from her bed and groaned. Since the day Enrique celebrated Grace's birthday
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