Chapter 112

The next day was chaotic.

And I’m not talking your usual “printer jammed and Liza microwaved fish again” office chaos.

No, I mean rich people chaos.

It started with a message at 6 a.m.

Queen O’Reilly 👑:

Sweetheart, bring a swimsuit. We’re spending the day at the beach. Private island. Sean’s jet le...

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