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... inally remembered to ask, "Hey? Chloe, you’re not going home this late? Didn’t your President Lockwood ask about you?"
Chloe Sterling downed another glass, a faint blush from the alcohol coloring her cheeks. "I told him," she said languidly.
"Oh." Jean Kensington smiled. "So you gave him a heads-up."
Chloe Sterling shot her a sidelong glance, a hint of warning in her eyes. Jean Kensington immediately wiped the smile off her face and took a sip of her drink.
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