Chapter 57

Chapter 57:

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One night was the price for ten million. Thirty million meant three nights.

Cathryn felt the world tilt beneath her feet. Last night, she’d convinced herself she still had a measure of control. Now Andrew had flipped the script. She was his to claim, and there was nowhere left to run.

After a shaky breath, she forced the words out. “Deal.”

A moment later, her phone buzzed—twenty million transferred in, just like that.

Cathryn didn’t hesitate. She raised her paddle high. “Twenty-five million.”