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... t he in the dressing room? Did he go out to greet the guests?"
After all, Theodore Grant was the man of the hour; no one would be busier than him.
Chloe Miller pressed her lips together. "I asked the makeup artist. She said Theodore took a call and left."
My heart sank. "Whose call?"
"I don’t know."
Although that’s what Chloe said, she clearly had a suspect in mind, gritting her teeth as she hissed, "I knew that little bitch Clara Langley wouldn’t just sta ...
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