No Mercy, No Forgiveness

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“Are you Mr. Sutton?”

Betty asked cautiously, disbelief coloring her voice.

The person she’d negotiated with was incredibly wealthy–she’d imagined someone well past fifty. not this young and affluent.

Inside the car, Maureen caught Betty’s question–Mr. Sutton?

Soon, a man’s voice, warm and smooth as jade, drifted through the speakers: “Yep, it’s me.”

That voice was identical to Geoffrey’s.

But the tone held an unusual gentleness, softer than even Geoffrey’s recent warmth.

Maureen’s heart leaped into her throat.

She listened as Betty laid out terms over the headset.

To every condition, the man agreed instantly, without hesitation.

Maureen clenched her hands. Her heart pounded.

By the end, Betty ran out of requests–this tycoon was just too easy to deal with.

“May I ask your name?” she added, following Maureen’s earlier instruction.

Alex paused briefly before answering. “Geoffrey.”

So it was true…

Maureen hadn’t misheard.

Betty emerged stunned, rushing to report:

“BOSS, did you catch that?

The mysterious man is Geoffrey!”

Betty had lived abroad and never seen what Geoffrey looked like, but she knew the CEO of Corporate Giant was Geoffrey.

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The big boss himself showed

she’d chatted so long with a super handsome guy who happened to be the big

Yet Maureen felt uneasy.

Corporate Giant was

She hadn’t answered.

phone rang: “It’s

Maureen gestured for speakerphone.

it

can I do for

exclusive rights, I’ll perform a

silently listened, her clenched fist tightening until fingernails dug

Daughter…

the hotel yesterday and running into Geoffrey, she’d forgotten to

discomfort in her heart,

knew the response: “Agreed. We’ll sign the exclusive contract after

She hung up immediately.

this too much

head. “It’s worth it. At least

of motherly

for helping these past

I’ll fly back to

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“Sure.”

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Maureen back to Small Town. En route, Maureen called someone to

searched Elizabeth’s

popped up

now 28, was a year older than Maureen and an internationally

exams at 10, won the dance world’s “Oscar“-the National Dance Contest gold–at 12, and

Maureen froze at

Raymond, prominent entrepreneur. Mother

called Barbara Smith on

later, the information Maureen paid to investigate

figure, Elizabeth’s details were

her exact relationship

went abroad and met Elizabeth’s father. They fell in love,

and

Stepmother…