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My Sister’s Planner Demanded $80k. She Didn’t Know I Owned The Venue.

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green line dancing across the floor, coupled with a scrolling transcript in stark white letters. The audio, crisp and clear, filled the dead silence of the hall.

It was Beverly’s voice, smooth as honey. “…and she’ll pay. Her kind always does. They’re desperate for a seat at the table they abandoned.”

Then another voice joined hers. A man’s voice. It continue reading …

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