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They sat at the little table and talked and danced again. The dancers grew fewer, the dining room emptied, but they did not notice. Then, abruptly, James looked at his watch. "We must go." When they reached her apartment, she gave him her key and they came in together. Only one small light burned on a table. But this time he did not take her in his arms. He watched as she turned on the shaded lights. Then they sat together on the divan and talked; talked of things that did not matter, because they did…
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But she did not really believe that she would have to. Surely he would remember to believe in her. Surely he would phone. But the hours went by and he did not call; the days went by and he did not come to see her. When she opened her Sunday paper, his face smiled out at her, and beside it was the face of his fiancée. The girl was pretty, Claire admitted it, but there was something about the close-set eyes that she did not like. "This happy young couple," the caption under the picture read, "will…
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She knew then that whatever he asked of her she would give. "All right." She nodded. "Phone me later." And she trailed up the store aisle, to the Bride's Shop. The evening paper carried pictures of her and James, with a good-natured story of the morning's stunt. She had played her role; it was time to step out of his life, for safety's sake. But danger could be sweet! What would please him, she wondered, as she glanced over her frocks. A bronze metal, she decided, for bronze brought out the topaz of…
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Claire stood there in her misty bridal veil, smiling. Her brown hair waved softly about her face, her white skin shone like the petal of a gardenia, her cheeks were pink and her curved lips were red as cherries. In her hand she carried the scroll as a bride carries a prayer book. She saw Rubye fall back, gaping. She turned to James Harvey Nash. His gray eyes were filled with amazement, yet they held hers, searching, asking. His mouth was stern, but as she smiled at him she saw it relax. They stood…
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The tense, angry voice caught Claire’s ear. “In plain words, this is blackmail. Do you realize that?” Claire set her coffee cup down carefully on the yellow breakfast plate and glanced at the yellow wall of her kitchenette. That was the trouble with this apartment. Her kitchenette adjoined the living room of Rubye, night club hostess, and she could hear everything that went on, whether she wanted to or not. But the place was within walking distance of downtown, so she kept on living there “So…
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“Mr. Su,” Lin Wen said, pulling me behind him and greeting Su Rushan. Chen Zeyan stood up too. Su Rushan’s gaze landed on Lin Wen holding my hand. He narrowed his eyes. “What’s this supposed to mean?” “She’s my employee...” Lin Wen stammered. I nodded, watching the show. “Employee?” Su Rushan sneered. “Bosses and employees hold hands now?” Chen Zeyan looked like he was watching a soap opera. Lin Wen’s grip tightened. “That’s none of your business, Mr.…-
4.9 K • Ongoing
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Back at the office not long after, the assistant came dashing into the CEO’s office. “President Lin, the young master of Chen Group is here!” Lin Wen frowned. “Didn’t we already sign the contract? What’s he doing here?” Still, he brought me along to the meeting room. Inside, a familiar-looking young man sat waiting. “Hey, sis!” The guy’s eyes lit up when he saw me. He jumped up. “Sis, I finally found you!” “You?” Lin Wen was surprised. I squinted at…
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4.9 K • Ongoing
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This trip was all about debt collection. Apparently, the guy owed the company thirty million yuan and had been dodging payment for a year. Not that he couldn’t pay, he just refused to. “Sorry, President Bai isn’t in,” the receptionist said icily as soon as we arrived. Lin Wen frowned. “When will he be back?” “No idea.” She went back to her nails. I was instantly annoyed. How come a receptionist at a deadbeat company is more carefree than me? “Let’s go,” Lin Wen…
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4.9 K • Ongoing
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Bored, I scroll through my phone in the lounge. Half an hour passes. Still no sign of Lin Wen. I put my phone away and wander outside. Passing another meeting room, I spot Lin Wen. He’s sitting across from another man. Hmm? What’s this about? “Mr. Liang, about this partnership...” Lin Wen is practically bowing and scraping. I stride in. This guy is acting even more high and mighty than me. Unacceptable. “How’d you get in here?” Lin Wen is stunned. I walk over, yank…
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4.9 K • Ongoing
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The next morning, I opened my eyes. Above me was a luxurious ceiling and a crystal chandelier. My first thought: This doesn’t look like my place, but I’m not totally sure. Better take another look. Suddenly, the door swung open. Lin Wen strode in, looking like he hadn’t slept a wink. “You’re awake? What, waiting for me to bathe and dress you?” “Oh.” I stretched, then rolled out of bed. Looks like I must’ve gotten too drunk last night and accidentally crashed at Lin…
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4.9 K • Ongoing
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