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    Facing the man she loved, she feared any dy would shatter what little dignity she had left, leading to her emotional breakdown.


    Jonathan heaved a long, exasperated sigh before reluctantly dialing Tonya’s number.


    He wouldn’t dare risk calling Harlee twice in one day.


    He valued his life too much for that gamble.


    Once the call connected, Jonathan said hesitantly, “Tonya, you are myst hope…”


    Tonya’s impatience was evident.


    “Hurry it up, will you? I am having a good time here.”


    From the clipped edge of her voice, Jonathan could tell Tonya was with that insufferable man, Ritchie.


    Wary that Ritchie might distract Tonya and cause her to end the call prematurely, Jonathan rushed to exin Margo’s peculiar request.


    “Oh, I understand. I’ll ask Harlee for you tomorrow,” Tonya replied.


    Just as Jonathan opened his mouth to thank Tonya, the line went dead with an abrupt click.


    With a sigh, Jonathan realized Tonya’s patience for him was only slightly better than Harlee’s.


    The following day at 2 p.m., Tonya arrived at the towering gates of Remson Manor.


    Her white floral dress swayed gently in the breeze, paired effortlessly with her canvas shoes.


    Walking in, Tonya spotted Hamilton and Patrick lounging in the courtyard, sipping coffee.


    From a distance, they seemed a perfect match.


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    As the thought flickered through her mind, Tonya quickly dismissed it. Spending too much time with Jonathan had been messing with her head, filling it with all sorts of strange notions.


    With aposed expression, Tonya strode gracefully into the courtyard.


    Without missing a beat, Patrick hurried over to greet Tonya, his manner overflowing with deference.


    “Miss Santos! Long time no see. You have be even more stunning. You were always like a fairy, but now, I can hardly find the words to describe your beauty.”


    Though Tonya acknowledged the ttery, her tone remained cool.


    “Just tell me what you want.”


    Being the most diplomatic around Rhys and the only one Tonya felt she could talk to, Patrick asked, “Well, could you give me another piece of that candy you gave mest time?”


    At first, Patrick had thought she’d given him the candy because she found him charming. It wasn’t until he felt an odd bitterness in his mouth and consumed the candy that he realized it was anything but ordinary.


    Tonya arched an eyebrow at his request. It seemed like a client was actively approaching her to strike a deal.


    She smiled and replied, “One piece for a million, no bargaining. Take it or leave it.”


    Patrick’s eyes widened in exaggerated surprise.


    “A million? That’s so cheap!” Without missing a beat, he pulled out his phone and transferred three million to Tonya.


    “In that case, I’ll take three pieces.”


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