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192 Princess And The Monster
Author: Kaiser Ken
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Sebastian fixed himself a scotch and clinked with her glass. Carol's expression softened. It was rarely ever that she could relax. Nobody gave her a break. Either work kept her engaged, or her family made unreasonable demands. Now that the burden of marriage was lifted from her mind, she drank some wine and began talking about business.

"You had a meeting with the Triumvirate in the afternoon today. What was the result?"

Sebastian raised an eyebrow. News had yet to travel from Edgar Tower to the partners. They rejected his proposal outright. Moreover, Carol appeared to have yet to learn that Victor was at the helm of the Rapids Project. Why would he keep it a secret from his ex-wife? If the man were trying to get her back, wouldn't revealing his wealth and influence make sense?

"I am still in negotiations with the Triumvirate," Sebastian replied. "They will get back to me by the end of today. However, I expect to own a large share in the Rapids Project and invest several billion dollar
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