Chapter 107 She Wants A Son

ARES'S POV

Renata texted me three days before the primary. First time she ever went around her husband.

Can we talk? Just us. No lawyers. No him if you don't want.

I stared at the message until the screen went dark.

Where.

Coffee shop on Fifth. Whenever works.

I said one hour. Mostly to see if...

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