Chapter 93 The Interview and the reporter

“You know Vanessa, don't you?” The words came out colder than I intended. Beck's hand froze on the coffee mug. “What?”

“Last night. The text said to ask you about her. So I'm asking.”

“Ivy, I don't know what you're talking about.”

“The blonde reporter. The one who said you'd make an exception for...

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