Chapter Twenty-Three

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                                                                                            Trent             My ears were playing tricks on me. I knew that there was no way in hell that I heard Payton correctly. Not only did she not believe me when I told her that I saved her, but she believed that asshole over me. A can of paint went flying as I kicked it will all the force in my foot. It was clear that Mark did not like me, but to stoop to these levels was low even for a man like him. If Payton were too blinded to see it on her own, then I would make her see that Mark was nothing but a lying sack of s**t.             I got inside the elevator, and when it reached the lobby, Veronica was waiting with her arms crossed. “Do you care to explain as to why I just saw that old babysitter of

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