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Chapter Fifty-Seven
DALMA POV I teared up again. Jaden grabbed my hands and led me to his office. I wondered why he was doing it now, the damage was already done. I heard some snickers as we walked past them. When we got to his office, I forced my hands off his and shifted to the far end of the room. “You're a wh*re, Dalma,” he said again, this time with more conviction than before. “Jaden, I'd say you should watch your words,” I told him, fighting tears. “You're acting like you wouldn't have gone with Philip for his money. I saw the way you looked at him. Almost the same way you looked at me 6 years ago at the bar,” He dropped coldly. I felt a shocking drop of my heart to my gut. I felt a shiver go up my spine. Jaden just mentioned something I've never told anyone. Just then, vivid recollections of
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