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Chapter 18 - You look different
Becca POV I landed at Heathrow Airport in London… I picked up my bags, and when I walked out to the general area, I was surprised to see my best friend waiting there for me… “Hey, b***h!” she ran towards me and gave me a tight hug… “Now, I got a couple of disturbing messages from you… and then you went radio silent… You have to spill everything…” She said while snatching one of my suitcases from my hands. I sighed… “Yeah, I have a lot to tell…” I sighed, “But first, I want an English breakfast….” I was starving…. She looked at me, and nodded…. “Yeah, I am starving too…” She said, and we made our way to her car. As the heiress of the Cavenaugh Group. Orla had at her disposal several cars with a driver. Her driver looked at us and took my luggage away, we climbed into the car, and s
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