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HE GAVE HIS MISTRESS MY PADDLE. HE FORGOT THE AUCTION HOUSE BELONGED TO ME

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“The Charleston hotel.”

The third.

“The Aspen resort.”

Julian’s face hardened with every page.

“Cross Continental owns those properties.”

“Cross Continental owns the operating companies,” I said. “The real estate is leased.”

“From whom?”

“Me.”

His lips parted.

Sloane whispered, “Julian.”

He ignored her.

I continued.

“The intellectual-property rights to the Mercer continue reading …

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